Word: griefs
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...parents are not sitting at the table, we don't find out the underlying reasons for children's academic or behavioral problems." When a mother of children at the school lost her husband to cancer recently, leaving her with six sons, parent technicians set up a workshop on grief. A welfare mother, who had put her child in foster care, found her self-confidence so built up by parenting and adult-education classes and her service in the PTA that she recovered her daughter and got a secretarial job. Recently parent techs held a wedding reception at the school...
...hours in Everest's history honored their perished comrades in a Buddhist service, NBC's Everest chat room had reported more than a million hits, including tens of thousands of condolence messages. Beidleman responded, "We haven't enjoyed the fact of reaching the summit. And we are still in grief...
...with any Lovett collection, this one has its share of the funky-flaky. The opener, (You Can Have My Girl but) Don't Touch My Hat, finds the Texan in a possessive frenzy about his "John B. Stetson." Promises, meanwhile, is naked Lyle, skin flayed, soul raw--with grief that could be whispered from a jail cell or an unquiet grave. The melody is plain, the guitar accompaniment plaintive: the song enshrouds you in its desperate beauty...
...recrimination. As with any Lovett collection, this one has its share of the funky-flaky. The opener, '(You Can Have My Girl but) Don1t Touch My Hat,' finds the Texan in a possessive frenzy about his "John B. Stetson." 'Promises,' meanwhile, is naked Lyle, skin flayed, soul raw with grief that could be whispered from a jail cell or an unquiet grave. The melody is plain, the guitar accompaniment plaintive: the song enshrouds you in its desperate beauty. "The primal emotions on 'The Road to Ensenada' -->
...recrimination. As with any Lovett collection, this one has its share of the funky-flaky. The opener, '(You Can Have My Girl but) Don1t Touch My Hat,' finds the Texan in a possessive frenzy about his "John B. Stetson." 'Promises,' meanwhile, is naked Lyle, skin flayed, soul raw with grief that could be whispered from a jail cell or an unquiet grave. The melody is plain, the guitar accompaniment plaintive: the song enshrouds you in its desperate beauty. "The primal emotions on 'The Road to Ensenada' -->