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Comment on Grief, again. by You Don’t Live in the Twitterverse: a Plea to Ground Yourself in Place : The Last Word On Nothing

Fri, 08 Jul 2011 11:02:55 +0000

[...] A couple of retired diplomats my parents’ age have become some of my dearest friends, and I would have never met them had I not joined my local library board. Even my dead-end road has become a source of social comfort. I didn’t know that I needed a friendship with an 89-year-old apple farmer, and yet my life is so much richer for having known Mack Gorrod. [...]

Comment on Truth and Tyler Hamilton by Gavrilo Princip

Gavrilo Princip — Sat, 28 May 2011 15:11:25 +0000

What is the point of this story? All it seems to say is that Tyler lied in the past. He did; he said as much on 60 Minutes. What if he is telling the truth now?

This story just echoes Fabiani’s spin, attacking the character and alleged motivations of people who come out against Lance: liar, liar, liar, greed, alleged book deal etc. As a journalist, shouldn’t you get beyond the name calling and write about whether the allegations are actually true?

Comment on Grief, again. by Daniel Gorrod

Daniel Gorrod — Wed, 11 May 2011 21:03:32 +0000

Thank you for the tribute of my uncle Mack. He was my dads older and last living brother. I will miss him.
Thanks again.

Comment on Grief, again. by Lura Bowers Fink

Lura Bowers Fink — Thu, 05 May 2011 23:42:46 +0000

Thank you for the tribute. Mack was my first cousin. He seemed more like an uncle to me than a cousin as he was so much older. My dad Dawson Bowers was his mom, Josie’s baby brother. Three years ago on our way home from visiting relatives (one being his oldest sister, Mary) in California, we stopped by to see Mack , Joanne and Lenora Porter. Of course, while there, the apples were ripe and we picked as many apples as we could possibly bring back. He raised the best apples in the country. The land they own was our property when I was 9 months old. But, we moved back to Oklahoma when I was 18 months old. Thanks again.

Comment on Grief, again. by Ginger Kinderknecht

Ginger Kinderknecht — Thu, 05 May 2011 22:02:35 +0000

Thank you for your kind and loving attention to Aunt Joann and for the most welcome article on Uncle Mack. Do you write professionally for magazines or ???

Comment on Grief, again. by Ronda Bowers Frech

Ronda Bowers Frech — Thu, 05 May 2011 00:01:20 +0000

I also want to thank you for the beautiful story on Mack Gorrod…His mom Josie and my Grandpa Dawson Bowers were brother and sister…Aunt Josie helped raise my Grandpa cause there mama died in childbirth…Mack was a special man and I always loved to visit with him whenever he came to Oklahoma….We cousins in Oklahoma will miss him too!!

Comment on Grief, again. by Michelle Cockle-Persoff

Michelle Cockle-Persoff — Wed, 04 May 2011 23:43:17 +0000

Just wanted to thank you for your wonderful tribute! Mack was my great uncle. My grandfather Walt Gorrod, was Mack’s younger brother. Both were so very much alike and he will be very missed by SO many!
One of the things I remember most about him was how he would bring my grandparents and me fresh apples and dried apples from their orchard every summer and fall. Many a pie/cobbler etc. growing up were from those apples! I was so very sad when I had heard he had to finally cut his trees down. I too knew that it wouldn’t be long before he was gone too. His orchard and his farm really were the things that held him to this world. They were his everything!

Comment on Grief, again. by Katherine Bohanan Harsted

Katherine Bohanan Harsted — Wed, 04 May 2011 23:28:22 +0000

By the way in the background of him on his tractor was the home of my Grandparents on the other side Clay & Virgie Bohanan.

Comment on Grief, again. by Katherine Bohanan Harsted

Katherine Bohanan Harsted — Wed, 04 May 2011 23:25:42 +0000

Thank you for this kind story of my Uncle Mack, he was such a wonderful man and always kind to his family, taking us to the Mesa, letting us ride in his jeep, snowmobiles and me the only city cousin dumb enough to try to ride a cow through his apple orchard. Gorrod’s were raised to help others and if you look any of us up, you will find that we are instilling this in our children as well.

Thank you for the words that made me cry, for a man I will miss dearly and loved.

Comment on Doctor, tell me a story. by cragcrest

cragcrest — Tue, 26 Apr 2011 17:21:15 +0000

Agreed! For me, one of the takeaways is that the doctor needs to acknowledge the patient’s story, not dismiss it. Telling someone that their theory about why they’re sick is wrong and that the truth is “we don’t know what’s wrong with you” doesn’t help anyone.

Comment on Doctor, tell me a story. by Julie Rehmeyer

Julie Rehmeyer — Tue, 26 Apr 2011 16:46:58 +0000

The thing about health, though, is that so much is at stake. He can live with flecks on his dishes every few cycles without much problem. But his patient’s fatigue may be life altering. At that point, it isn’t a question of faith in rationality versus belief in stories; it’s a question of fighting for one’s life. You can believe in experts all you lie, but when they have nothing to offer, it’s pretty tough to just abandon your own intelligence and trust them. In fact, I’d argue that it isn’t very rational.

Comment on Will Saletan on False Memories by Ruth

Ruth — Tue, 26 Apr 2011 02:04:36 +0000

If we can’t trust our memories, what can we trust?

Comment on Ecstasy for Agony? by Mr WordPress

Mr WordPress — Sat, 11 Sep 2010 18:49:21 +0000

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