Yes, it was after her husband made the solo transoceanic flight. It was "the Lindbergh Baby Kidnapping." The plight of the baby and the family held the entire world spellbound for some time, beginning in 1932. As I recall, the ransom was paid, but the baby was not returned, and his body was found sometime later that year. A local handyman was convicted of the kidnapping and murder.
Nobody ever viewed celebrity in the same light after that; bodyguards for the wealthy became popular.
America began to lock its doors and windows at night.
You know, one nice thing about New Knoxville was that we never locked our doors. I certainly lock mine now.
Okay, I'm sorry that my last post was suuuch a bummer! Here's a little something that I found on the internet, to make up for it. Whoever this "Alan Meis" is, he's good!
Fifty Ways To Annoy Osama bin Laden If You're Invited To A Dinner Party At His Secret Afghan Lair, by Alan Meiss
Point out the lice in his beard to make him feel self-conscious.
Pause for a moment, listen carefully, and say, "Doesn't that sound a lot like a B-52?"
Ask him if he's looking forward to replacing Hitler as Satan's favorite chew toy in the lowest inferno of Hell.
Tell him all about your great vacation to Saudi Arabia, where you went absolutely everywhere and did everything, just stomped all over the place.
Use his satellite phone to call the time and weather line in Buenos Aires and leave it off the hook.
Tell him how much less you paid for your Kalashnikov rifle.
Now that you know the address of his secret cave hideout, fill out magazine subscription cards for him for the Wine Spectator and Penthouse. But do not, under any circumstances, send him Popular Mechanics.
Order him ten Domino's pizzas with extra ham topping.
Correct him when he ends a sentence with a preposition.
Ask whether the Taliban gets cable, because you haven't seen "Sex and the City" for weeks.
Yank the end of his turban really hard to make him spin around like a top.
Switch all the CD's in the jewel boxes in his CD collection, so that when he reaches for Michael Bolton, he'll actually get the Oak Ridge Boys.
Mine his bathroom.
Use your dinner fork for your salad, and, if questioned by your host, mutter something about "spots".
Leave business cards for the Israeli Mossad in his Rolodex.
Ask him if he wears boxers or briefs. Check. Take pictures. Again, post these on www.amihotornot.com.
Give him a Hot Chicks of Palestine calendar.
Ask him if Paradise is different for each person, and whether in your own paradise you'll get to, "kick his *** every day for eternity."
Reset his VCR and leave it blinking 12:00.
Refer to him as "Osama-osama-fee-fi-fo-fama bin Laden."
Ask whether suicide bombers have to pay union dues.
Tell him it's lovely what he's done with his cave, but that it'd look much nicer covered with huge, smoking craters.
At dinner, imply that the Northern Alliance has much prettier place settings.
Claim you once saw him at a Hooter's in Muncie wearing a yarmulke.
Ask him if he wouldn't mind if you opened the door and shined your laser pointer on his forehead for a few minutes.
Tell him that this is the worst pajama party you've ever attended.
Ask for some pork rinds and a good brew to wash them down.
Mix up his Rubik's Cube.
Ask him if he provides his employees with a 401K plan.
Compliment him on all his poppies outside, but mention that a few day lilies would be a nice accent.
Run your finger along his credenza, and say, "tsk, tsk" if there's dust.
Ask whether the Taliban is hoping to be bombed ahead into the Stone Age, or perhaps the Iron Age if enough shell casings survive.
Explain that America is a land of freedom and opportunity, filled with people of every race, religion, and background, including millions of women strong enough to knock the crap out of him.
Claim that they serve much better falafel at the public executions in Sudan.
Ask him if he's pursuing the Lesser Jihad, the Greater Jihad, or the "Completely Whacked Out of his Freaking Gourd" Jihad.
Swirl your drink thoughtfully and mention, "Just think, in a few weeks you might fit in this glass!"
Check to see if Saddam is on his speed-dial list.
They have to wait a few years to see current television shows in Afghanistan, so give away the secret of who's having a baby on "Friends."
Warn him that you're "in a New York state of mind."
Mention that his wives look quite fetching in their burkas, and ask whether they've ever thought of modeling.
Ask him, "Say, where do you keep all those Stinger missiles?" just in case he'll be caught off guard and answer correctly.
Give him a "noogie" or a "wedgie." If there's actually still a flush toilet left in Afghanistan, give him a "swirlie".*
Ask to borrow his hedge trimmer and never give it back.
Play a game of Monopoly with him. Make him play the thimble. See if he charges interest. Claim that his properties are your "holy lands" and blow up his hotels.
Fish out the secret toy surprises in all his cereal boxes.
Offer to take him "clubbing" in Tel Aviv with your friends Saul and Ivan.
Ask him which Ninja Turtle is his favorite.
Give him your cell phone as a gift and ask him to leave it on for a few days so your friends can call and say hi.
Niki, that is quite a long list. Are you experincing Carpal Tunnel Syndrome at this point? Oh, and sooner or later they will find Osama your Mama with time.Time is a factor to all mankind Women included to be politically correct.
Fellowcarpal, not to worry! It was cut-and-pasted.
I'd never spend that much time typing anything in.
Too many boxes to sort through.
Also, cleaning. Last week, it was glitter. This week, it's tiny little purple feather fragments, from some weird flamingo-like ink pens that someone gave my children. The little feather wisps break off and float around like dust mites. Bad medicine for the flamingos. It's on everything.
Traveled extensively domestically and internationally visiting each of the fifty states, Mexico, and Canada and most countries in Europe, South America, Central America, and the Far East."
Whyyy this man has traveled more that ye all combined. He has forgotton more about travel than we may ever know. Wouldn't waste his time on ya.... :D-->
I loved his site, igotdamie. I looked at a lot of the family pictures. such a nice family. i was disappointed not to have found any pics of socks and underwear drawers....
Sexie, I just wanna see the baby. I just wanna see the pics of the bed shaking while praying in the holy ghost. I gots a feelin' it wasn't the prayin' that was causing the bed to shake. Never know what those single corps women are wont to do ...
I think if your with the right person they may send you to the seventh heavon TT.
Happy anniversary all Corps comrades. My doesn't time fly when your having so much fun. Just remember CM's favorite quote, "enhance, enrich augment". It's got motivation all tied up in it.
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Prochaine:
I love your Lindbergh quote.
Isn't that the poor woman whose baby was taken and killed in the famous kidnapping?
And we think we have troubles; all we did was join a cult. That's nothing, compared to what some people have had to live through.
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My little boy asked me: "Mom, why are all of the other numbers afraid of Seven?"
"I don't know," I said. "Why?"
Big grin from him. He smirks: "Because Seven eight Nine."
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NiKa,
I wasn't aware this woman had suffered such tragedy. Oh my ~
:(--> She surely lived that quote then didn't she.
I got this quote from a newsletter I get each week on the internet. My daughter signed me up on it ...and I find some wonderful quotes on it.
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Yes, it was after her husband made the solo transoceanic flight. It was "the Lindbergh Baby Kidnapping." The plight of the baby and the family held the entire world spellbound for some time, beginning in 1932. As I recall, the ransom was paid, but the baby was not returned, and his body was found sometime later that year. A local handyman was convicted of the kidnapping and murder.
Nobody ever viewed celebrity in the same light after that; bodyguards for the wealthy became popular.
America began to lock its doors and windows at night.
You know, one nice thing about New Knoxville was that we never locked our doors. I certainly lock mine now.
Anybody got a joke, or sumpin'?
Love, niKa
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Okay, I'm sorry that my last post was suuuch a bummer! Here's a little something that I found on the internet, to make up for it. Whoever this "Alan Meis" is, he's good!
Love, niKa
50 Ways To Annoy Osama bin Laden...
Fifty Ways To Annoy Osama bin Laden If You're Invited To A Dinner Party At His Secret Afghan Lair, by Alan Meiss
Point out the lice in his beard to make him feel self-conscious.
Pause for a moment, listen carefully, and say, "Doesn't that sound a lot like a B-52?"
Ask him if he's looking forward to replacing Hitler as Satan's favorite chew toy in the lowest inferno of Hell.
Tell him all about your great vacation to Saudi Arabia, where you went absolutely everywhere and did everything, just stomped all over the place.
Use his satellite phone to call the time and weather line in Buenos Aires and leave it off the hook.
Tell him how much less you paid for your Kalashnikov rifle.
Now that you know the address of his secret cave hideout, fill out magazine subscription cards for him for the Wine Spectator and Penthouse. But do not, under any circumstances, send him Popular Mechanics.
Order him ten Domino's pizzas with extra ham topping.
Correct him when he ends a sentence with a preposition.
Ask whether the Taliban gets cable, because you haven't seen "Sex and the City" for weeks.
Yank the end of his turban really hard to make him spin around like a top.
Switch all the CD's in the jewel boxes in his CD collection, so that when he reaches for Michael Bolton, he'll actually get the Oak Ridge Boys.
Mine his bathroom.
Use your dinner fork for your salad, and, if questioned by your host, mutter something about "spots".
Leave business cards for the Israeli Mossad in his Rolodex.
Take pictures of all his wives and post them on www.amihotornot.com.
Ask him if he wears boxers or briefs. Check. Take pictures. Again, post these on www.amihotornot.com.
Give him a Hot Chicks of Palestine calendar.
Ask him if Paradise is different for each person, and whether in your own paradise you'll get to, "kick his *** every day for eternity."
Reset his VCR and leave it blinking 12:00.
Refer to him as "Osama-osama-fee-fi-fo-fama bin Laden."
Ask whether suicide bombers have to pay union dues.
Tell him it's lovely what he's done with his cave, but that it'd look much nicer covered with huge, smoking craters.
At dinner, imply that the Northern Alliance has much prettier place settings.
Claim you once saw him at a Hooter's in Muncie wearing a yarmulke.
Ask him if he wouldn't mind if you opened the door and shined your laser pointer on his forehead for a few minutes.
Tell him that this is the worst pajama party you've ever attended.
Ask for some pork rinds and a good brew to wash them down.
Mix up his Rubik's Cube.
Ask him if he provides his employees with a 401K plan.
Compliment him on all his poppies outside, but mention that a few day lilies would be a nice accent.
Run your finger along his credenza, and say, "tsk, tsk" if there's dust.
Ask whether the Taliban is hoping to be bombed ahead into the Stone Age, or perhaps the Iron Age if enough shell casings survive.
Explain that America is a land of freedom and opportunity, filled with people of every race, religion, and background, including millions of women strong enough to knock the crap out of him.
Claim that they serve much better falafel at the public executions in Sudan.
Ask him if he's pursuing the Lesser Jihad, the Greater Jihad, or the "Completely Whacked Out of his Freaking Gourd" Jihad.
Swirl your drink thoughtfully and mention, "Just think, in a few weeks you might fit in this glass!"
Check to see if Saddam is on his speed-dial list.
They have to wait a few years to see current television shows in Afghanistan, so give away the secret of who's having a baby on "Friends."
Warn him that you're "in a New York state of mind."
Mention that his wives look quite fetching in their burkas, and ask whether they've ever thought of modeling.
Ask him, "Say, where do you keep all those Stinger missiles?" just in case he'll be caught off guard and answer correctly.
Give him a "noogie" or a "wedgie." If there's actually still a flush toilet left in Afghanistan, give him a "swirlie".*
Ask to borrow his hedge trimmer and never give it back.
Play a game of Monopoly with him. Make him play the thimble. See if he charges interest. Claim that his properties are your "holy lands" and blow up his hotels.
Fish out the secret toy surprises in all his cereal boxes.
Offer to take him "clubbing" in Tel Aviv with your friends Saul and Ivan.
Ask him which Ninja Turtle is his favorite.
Give him your cell phone as a gift and ask him to leave it on for a few days so your friends can call and say hi.
When you leave, wave and say, "Shalom!"
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Anyone know where Lorian and Tom W. are?
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Def59 I would like to know too.
Niki, that is quite a long list. Are you experincing Carpal Tunnel Syndrome at this point? Oh, and sooner or later they will find Osama your Mama with time.Time is a factor to all mankind Women included to be politically correct.
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lorian anderson right ? but who is tom w. ? anyone i know ? is he from a spacial corps ?
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well how many pairs of underwear and socks do you have and where are they damnIT ?
i told you about my roommate who wore men's underpants in residence didn't i ? fruit of the loom briefs
i asked her why and she said it made her feel closer to her boyfriend who was not a believing enough believer to be in the 9th
upon reflection (not hairdo) she may have been bisexual
then i had another roommate who made the bed shake while praying in the holy spirit. it made me feel very uncomfortable but i did not know what to do
I COMMAND YOU TO STOP THAT in the name of.... ????
i should have brought that question up in christian etiquette class
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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Fellowcarpal, not to worry! It was cut-and-pasted.
I'd never spend that much time typing anything in.
Too many boxes to sort through.
Also, cleaning. Last week, it was glitter. This week, it's tiny little purple feather fragments, from some weird flamingo-like ink pens that someone gave my children. The little feather wisps break off and float around like dust mites. Bad medicine for the flamingos. It's on everything.
Dami, why you do this to me?
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niKa the loved... you keep giving me all of these great ideas of things to send to your kids!
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This thread is is an electronic extension of my daily funny papers, the best part of the newspaper.
I fell a little behind so this link relates to the previous page. Is this the unpacking expert you refer to?
http://www.reahard.org/bo.htm
"TRAVEL EXPERIENCE:
Traveled extensively domestically and internationally visiting each of the fifty states, Mexico, and Canada and most countries in Europe, South America, Central America, and the Far East."
Whyyy this man has traveled more that ye all combined. He has forgotton more about travel than we may ever know. Wouldn't waste his time on ya....
:D-->
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I loved his site, igotdamie. I looked at a lot of the family pictures. such a nice family. i was disappointed not to have found any pics of socks and underwear drawers....
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i forgot to wish us a happy graduation annivesary july 14th was 23 years right ?
and today is our mass wedding anniversary
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Sexie, I just wanna see the baby. I just wanna see the pics of the bed shaking while praying in the holy ghost. I gots a feelin' it wasn't the prayin' that was causing the bed to shake. Never know what those single corps women are wont to do ...
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Postin' by the spirit again, I see...
Happy anniversary all. Anyone up for a bull ride or rodeo ??
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I think if your with the right person they may send you to the seventh heavon TT.
Happy anniversary all Corps comrades. My doesn't time fly when your having so much fun. Just remember CM's favorite quote, "enhance, enrich augment". It's got motivation all tied up in it.
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23 years of marriage for our Corps brethren and sis-tren.
I hope that most of them are still married.
I escorted Ermal Owens to the weddings; he was sweet.
23 years. That makes us, on average, about . . . 30?
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You got married to Ermal?
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ourseestorniKa was a true servant!
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I think that Dorothy was busy playing the wedding music with Rhoda. Either that, or she hadn't accompanied him to Emporia that trip.
He was very polite, and quiet. Almost shy. Very gracious. He seemed like a true Christian gentleman.
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tonight after fellowship we'll have some "special treats"... Homemade Brownies!
And we'll be showing Cheech and Chong's "Up in Smoke" as well...
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