Tag: family
member name: Joseph Ritz
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December 20, 2006 12:16 PM EST --
Plunging a 10-foot metal pole into a mass of hot glass heated to 2100 degrees is not what people think of when they look for a perfect birthday gift.
But there we were, my wife and I, . . .
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August 25, 2006 11:49 AM EDT --
Undertakers were the politest people I knew when I was small. I remember clearly them setting up folding chairs in the cramped living rooms of the homes of my foster father's dead relatives and I remember . . .
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January 16, 2007 09:09 PM EST --
I was born a bastard and I’ve remained one all my life. I became a journalist.”
So begins Joseph P. Ritz’s story of his search for his background in his book I NEVER LOOKED FOR MY MOTHER . . .
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December 15, 2006 11:39 AM EST --
Most children are stuck with the parents they have. Many children from time to time hope and believe they are adopted. But for them it is just wishful . . .
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May 02, 2006 08:36 AM EDT --
Our 30-year-old miracle daughter arrived home last night carrying a bouquet of roses for her mother.
I call her our miracle daughter because lived following an accident in the Colorado . . .
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September 09, 2006 10:32 AM EDT --
"I was born a bastard and I've been one all my life. I became a journalist."
So begins Joseph P. Ritz's story of his search for his background and his career as a journalist and playwright. . . .
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February 17, 2007 03:42 PM EST --
2004 was the year my heart was stopped and I talked to God.
My heart was stopped because I had to have my heart split open and a valve deep inside replaced. I didn't know if I would live.
I was anesthetized. . . .
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February 22, 2007 12:33 PM EST --
For most of the years when I was growing up we had no telephone. One reason for this was that for many years we couldn’t afford one. Another reason was that my mother had a poor . . .
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April 26, 2007 10:53 AM EDT --
Dog’s grow older sooner than we humans. Watching them become cripled with arthritis and their eyesight begin to dim reminds us of our own inevitable deterioration as we age.
And so as I watch . . .
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February 21, 2006 10:44 AM EST --
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I have no idea why my foster mother thought I should play the violin. I . . .
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May 19, 2007 07:44 PM EDT --
I was born a bastard and I’ve remained one all my life. I became a journalist.”
So begins I NEVER LOOKED FOR MY MOTHER AND OTHER REGRETS OF A JOURNALIST.
The book is a journey which . . .
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October 05, 2007 08:44 PM EDT --
We didn’t have classes in sex education when I attended a Catholic high school in the 1950s. We learned about it from more knowledgeable boys. Not only was there no sex education, there was . . .
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May 15, 2006 12:16 PM EDT --
Most restaurants are filled on Mother's Day.
Our family is seldom part of the restaurant crowd. The males often prepare simple meals, but this year our youngest daughter, who is unmarried . . .
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December 24, 2006 11:24 AM EST --
THE details of my adoption are sketchy and come from a very unreliable source — my foster mother.ÂÂÂ
She herself was unable to have children. . . .
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July 13, 2006 10:24 AM EDT --
I have no idea why my foster mother thought I should play the violin. I had shown no musical talent and we had little money. Nevertheless, she convinced her husband to buy me an old instrument . . .
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August 22, 2008 08:48 PM EDT --
Fifty years is a long time to be married to the same person. During that time we who have been married that long have changed significantly , both bodily and intellectually. Neither of us looks . . .
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