Denise E Lindquist
Bio
I am married with 7 children, 27 grands, and 12 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium weekly.
Stories (691/0)
EEKSQUEEK MCGEEKBEEK
Not so many years ago, my son Caleb and his wife Robin were talking about the hockey draft, which was a usual conversation in their home. Caleb has been a hockey fan his entire life. He told Robin, that an up and coming Hockey player from Ireland, Eeksqueek McGeekbeek was being drafted by the Minnesota Wild. As Robin was looking skeptical, Caleb then said that the players Gaelic name is Aacksquake McGaakbake. Can you imagine? Still the suspicious look, so he then mentioned the Hawaiian football draft players Jahlani Tavai, Solo Vaipulu, Eperone Moananu, all linebackers and Troy Aumua Polamalu, a strong safety.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Humans
Sponsorship
Most people look for a sponsor to support their efforts in fundraising for their business, for helping them to be a success as an athlete, to help to promote them or their goals. My experience with sponsorship came when I first went to a family group to get support for my family trouble. I enjoyed having a sponsor right away and I have had several since 1978 when I first started in that recovery program. I am now a woman in long term recovery and what that means is I have had no alcohol or drugs for 41 years and I have been in that family program for 43 years. I have sponsored many in both programs. Never as well as I have been sponsored and never have they received as much as I have by sponsoring them!! Much of the programs I have attended are anonymous and so I thought I might show the anonymity in the picture above. Now days masks do the same thing.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Psyche
The Mystery of the Orbs
I am walking down the hall when I see a faint light ahead. Did I leave a light on in my bedroom? I must have. Here I am and there is no light on, so where is the light coming from? As I look around it gets lighter and I still don’t see where the light is coming from. What is going on I say out loud. Behind me, my girlfriend is just now coming into the room and she says, “The lights are above you”. As I look up I can see what she is talking about. Small orb like lights are above us and are lighting up the room, and just like that they are gone again. “Did you see that?” I ask no one in particular.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Fiction
Shopping On-Line
I never, ever thought I would be shopping online again. But, there I was, maybe a little too much shopping on-line and loving it! What else is there to do during a pandemic, I ask? Well, I did love it, until someone out there took over my life. I used to shop at Sears and Penny's, ordering over the phone by catalogue. Yes, it was the days when there were still outhouses and people would use the catalogue for toilet paper. Well, I wasn't, but some were. I grew up as a city girl. No outhouse, until I visited the country relatives. Imagine, there was even a two seater. Who would do that? But it was done all of the time.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Fiction
No Way Out
I went to go check out a gravel pit by my house that I thought maybe I might swim in. It was gravel all around and it had water in it but there really was no easy way in and more importantly, no way out. Just as I went to turn around to leave, I could hear a slight whimpering. I couldn't see anything so I moved closer and right below me I could see that it was a small dog trapped in the water pit with no way out. As I reached in I could just barely touch his coat with my finger tips and I wasn't even close to being able to grab him. I couldn't think of anything I may have in my bike, or anything close by that would help me to get him out and I could tell by the noise he was making that he really didn't have much time left.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Fiction
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