Dare to be Fabulous

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Finding My Voice – Renel Brooks-Moon
I've been announcing San Francisco Giants' games for seven years and every game is a new experience; it's more fun than I'd imagined. My first day of announcing was a totally out of body experience!
      Walking Across America in My 90th Year - Doris Haddock
I spent the weekend with my daughter, Betty, and her family in Chevy Chase. Then Jim and I, at long last, got in the vehicle and drove home to Dublin, New Hampshire.
 
"Sway" by Teresa Moore.
Dare to be Fabulous! - Gretchen Wyler
I have lived in two worlds – as a working actress in show business for 50 years, and as an animal-rights activist for nearly 40. Neither of these worlds have a high success rate, but I have succeeded in both.
Go With the Flow – Karen Wolf
My life's headlines might read like a National Enquirer front page: KILLER BEES ATTACK SAILORS IN VENZUELAN JUNGLE; HURRICANE FLOYD SWAMPS COUPLE IN NEW JERSEY MARSHES; SOUTH PACIFIC STORM TESTS SAILOR'S SKILLS.
Her Name was Hong – Jill Robinson
Her name was Hong - at least that was the name I gave to the first bear I ever saw on one of China's notorious "bile extraction" farms in 1993. Going undercover and joining a group of Japanese tourists, I broke away from the group and found stairs leading to a basement below the farm.
Full Circle - Terri Lyne Carrington
When I look back on my life there are a lot of instances where others told me how fearless and daring I was, but I always felt like I was just being me. Due to the fact that I am a drummer, an instrument predominantly played by men in the male-dominated music world, I have had to be fearless and daring...
In Vino Veritas - Ginny Lambrix
Writing about what makes a person fabulous is incredibly easy, unless that person is you. Suddenly you are struck with writing something similar to a personal ad and my first few lines were something like "loves slugs, and ice cream, but not slug ice cream".
Boobs - Rory Freedman
What is it about boobs, anyway? Why do they make people so insane? And by "people," I don't just mean men. You can hardly make it twenty-four hours without someone you know complaining about her boobs in some way, shape, or form.
It's all about the click - Barbara Stitzer
When I was a little girl, every shooting star, every coin tossed into every fountain, every candle blow of the birthday cake candles resulted in the same wish: to be the same as everyone else. I used to make lists of how different I was from everyone else.
  The Great Circle - Tiffany McGinn
Let me start this by telling you a little about me. I have an inquisitive mind, some might say nosy; I have always wanted to know what was going on in life, both internally and externally. I'm highly intelligent, but love being a kook and just letting loose, silly style, and while I can be easy-going, I will stand up for myself when I feel it is warranted.
  Playing the Cancer Card - Simon Chaitowitz
Some clouds have some surprisingly useful silver linings. Cancer, for example. No, I'm not one of those cheery and "oh so brave" sick people who thinks that cancer made me a better person or helped me find my true self. I hate cancer. I'm pissed I got it the first time and even more mad I got it a second time (an unfortunate little side effect of treatment from the first one).


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