Word: forget
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...They lived and they died for the dream these mountains gave them, and as in tribute...the wild forget-me-nots blossom every spring." --MARGARET REEB...
...things stand, it would be imprudent. Because Reeb, although she did teach school for decades, does not merely admire the forget-me-nots on the sides of Montana's Henderson Mountain; she owns the rights to millions of dollars in gold ore lying somewhere beneath it. Ore that President Clinton vowed publicly would never be mined. But about which he may have spoken too soon. For Margaret Reeb is not simply the eccentric heroine in her own romantic western. A bona-fide scion of the mining heroes she celebrates, she has the financial leverage to throw a shudder into...
What else? Oh, right. Buy flowers, says the good doctor. Our house is full of plants already--hanging, squatting, dying--but they don't count. Has to be cut flowers, which my wife bought the first week, saying, "I thought you might forget." So this week (which, as I said, is nearly over), I definitely have to get flowers. But what kind? Guys aren't comfortable buying flowers because the women at the florist wear an expression that says, "You must have done something really disgusting, or you wouldn't be here when it's not Mother's Day." More...
...says she underwent as a teenager, or the potency of a painful memory that she says resurfaced only when she tried to prosecute her very first rape case, or the greater good done when rape victims anywhere find the courage to break their silence. And let no one ever forget that Nicole Brown Simpson and Ronald Goldman were also the victims of a crime that, in all likelihood, had more than a little to do with sexual violence. But in feeding the insatiable publicity maw, Clark has been forced to devalue her own life story...
Grandma died just before Mother's Day in the early morning of May 8, 1988. I will never forget holding her hand and praying over her listless body while she suddenly opened her eyes and looked around the room. She said nothing as her heart stopped beating, but squeezed my hand tightly as she slipped the surly bounds of earth to touch the face...