YES!!! YES!!! That is EXACTLY IT!!! I'm visualizing the record now and that INDEED is the name that was on it.
Thank you so much...I KNEW somebody here would know.
when i was little (mid- to -late 70's, very early 80's), my dad had a 45 record titled "reach" (or something).
some of the lyrics are below:.
you've got to reach, a little bit higher,.
YES!!! YES!!! That is EXACTLY IT!!! I'm visualizing the record now and that INDEED is the name that was on it.
Thank you so much...I KNEW somebody here would know.
when i was little (mid- to -late 70's, very early 80's), my dad had a 45 record titled "reach" (or something).
some of the lyrics are below:.
you've got to reach, a little bit higher,.
When I was little (mid- to -late 70's, very early 80's), my dad had a 45 record titled "Reach" (or something). Some of the lyrics are below:
You've got to reach, a little bit higher,
When the light within becomes a fire.
Hey, hey, oh, oh, you've got to grow.
You've got to reach a little bit higher,
Get a hold on all that you desire.
Search your soul and you'll never grow old.
I have done a lyrics search on the Internet and keep coming up with a group "New Grass Revival". I listened to a sample of it, and it sounds NOTHING like the record I've heard. The sample was bluegrass music with banjos, etc. The record we had had a real heavy bass sound and was, well, really funky...and somewhere in the middle of the song was an instrumental part, maybe an organ, before the lyrics resumed.
It didn't sound even remotely bluegrass-y. However, the guys singing on our record were definitely White. When you turned the stereo up, the bass would shake the house.
Could somebody PLEEEEEZE help me out? Many, many thanks in advance!!!
i can't say for certain that the two women who called at our door yesterday were jws but i would be incredibly surprised if they weren't.
you know the witness walk, the bag, the clothes.
the makeup ... everything about them screamed "witnesses".. so what did they want?.
Aaaahh.....now I see why the JW's who kept hounding my mother- and brother-in-law were so persistent. We thought we' d have to end up calling the cops on them--they refused to take no for an answer.
Actually, once my bro-in-law learned that they didn't celebrate Christmas, he refused to listen to anything they had to say.
http://www.jack-o-lantern.com/patterns/patterns.html
if you've never carved pumpkins- it's a blast!!!.
and then: pumpkin seeds!!!!!!!.
my vote goes to krispy kreme because they make one delicious glazed donut/doughnut!
Once, when I was in the 8th or 9th grade, we had to make doughnuts in Home Economics class.
Just plain unglazed--no frills, no icing, no nothing. They were the absolute best I have ever put in my mouth. I'll never be able to re-create them.
one year and a half ago, i went to my boss, and i leveled with her about my life as a jw, my doubts, and concerns.. she tried to find me professional help, with the many connects she has with professionals, and various organizations she is connected with, and came up with nothing.. fortunately, i managed without the help, somehow with the support and love from my family, and one very special person .
last week we (gwen and i) attended a support group, something we became aware of.
i had never heard of such a thing, and found out, they are starting the first of its kind support system here in massachusetts.. the place is called : the new england institute of religious research .
Does anyone know about any support groups in the Richmond, VA or surrounding area?
Thanks in advance!!!
how many of the following types did you have in your home cong.?
the leader(s).
(this is the only one not likely to be found in the local congregation, at least not for long.
Can I add one more?
THE "LA-VAH"
There's always one young JW male who's legendary amongst the young JW sisters, both the teens and young adults. (In my day it was a young "light-skinnedededededed" Black brother who had green eyes. He was famous with the young sisters throughout many surrounding congregations.)
The "LA-VAH" exudes a beguiling charm, knowing just the right glance and flirtatious words to set a young JW sister's heart a-thumping. The dude is SMOOOOTH. Suits are flawlessly cut and fit. Hair is always expertly trimmed & styled, figure nicely toned as well.
Because of his impeccable (well, outwardly) reputation--usually as a ministerial servant--he's a surefire hit with the mothers of the young sisters as well. At assemblies and "gatherings", fierce competition ensues for the "LA-VAH'S" attentions. Mothers try desperately to snag "THE LA-VAH" for a son-in-law; what a "fine, UPSTANDING (ha!) young brother!"
The "LA-VAH" usually goes through quite a few broken engagements with young JW sisters. Extreme use of cologne is a must.
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There's one in every congregation, or at least every circuit. It never fails!
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i was once counselled by the elders for watching 'knots landing'....it became widely known in the congregation that me and a few other sisters would rush home from field service to watch our favourite soapie.
if we missed it, we would ring each other up for an update...or...if we weren't near a tv we would ask someone to put the phone handset on the top of their tv so we could hear it...pathetic huh...but that was all the excitement we could scrounge up in our otherwise dull and uneventful lives.
one of the elder's wive's conscience got the better of her...and she confessed to her husband..lol.
We ought to get together on this. A good ground sterilizer put on the lawn in the shape of a pentagram would do the trick.
I'm game!!! Throw in some type of Smurf items, too. I could get a good chuckle at some of the more "high-strung" sisters swooning at the experience of being visited by THE DEEMINNZZ!!! as the brothers gallantly attempt to take control of the situation, suit coats flying. There also needs to be a stretcher nearby, because I might die laughing.
Seriously(?) though, I got counseled for...
1) Wearing this dress that had a back cutout in a large diamond shape. The lowest part of the diamond reached my lower back. A ministerial servant complained after I wore it to a meeting.
2) Saying the words "funky", "crap" and "butt", mentioning Boy George during conversation with my friends after a meeting...
3) Being seen walking to the bus stop with male "worldly" classmates...being on the phone with male "worldly" classmates, etc.
4) For having a photo taken of myself riding piggyback on a fellow male JW friends back, at his JW mom's baby shower. Mind you, we were surrounded by fellow JW's at this shower when the photo was taken.
5) Owning a 45 of Madonna's "Papa Don't Preach"...because it "glorified teen pregnancy and fornicaton."
5) For buying a set of fuzzy dice for my first car. Had to take 'em down. I am proud to say that I've recently bought another set of fuzzy dice that proudly hang from my rearview mirror.
Razormind, of the Pimpin'-the-Fuzzy-Dice-With-a-Vengeance Class
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"higher" education not needed in god's new order
in the june 8, 1967 issue, the awake!
magazine printed an article on pages 3-8 entitled "second thoughts about a college education.
My parents thought the end was so near that they held me back from even starting kindergarten for a year. They said the end was going to be here any minute, so why put her in school? I graduated 10 years ago.
Wait a minute.....my parents kept me out of kindergarten too!!! And the year would've been 1975 that I started. You know, I never got an explanation for that, either.
And I really REALLY could've used kindergarten, as I had an extremely hard 1st grade. 1st grade back then, where I'm from, isn't like 1st grade now--very strict and regimented, and we DID NOT get out of school early like the kindergartens did. I was too little to understand why I went from happily carefree, playing at home all day...to riding in a BUS full of strangers to sit in a desk with more strangers all day. At least kindergarten had all those toys. I used to pass by the kindergarten rooms, wishing I could play in the toy kitchen, and with the dollhouse. I would ride to school screaming crying and pounding on the bus doors every morning, trying to escape. I'd fight the bus drivers, the teachers, everybody. My mom got called to school to come get me almost every day. This went on for about a month.
My younger siblings went to kindergarten. They'd spend only a few hours in school. Hmm, I know if I asked my parents, I'd not get a straight answer. But I bet that's why they kept me out of kindergarten. They'd do that type of thing.
Razormind, Painful-Memories-Just-Keep-On-Comin' Class
most years, my old congregation would get asked for volunteers to clean and garden our assembly hall.. as you all well may have observed, at such occasions at your hall, all the youngsters would use this oppertunity to show the opposite sex, just what they looked like in their 'civvys' (leisure-wear) !.
i knew one sister that used to make her own clothes and would make this, sort of andy-pandy suit.
she would use some sort of candy-striped bed linen-sort-of-material, usually pastel coloured and make a kind of all-in-one romper-cum-knicker-bocker-pedal-pusher-number?
During some of the very last DC's I would attend, I remember the young guys changing clothes after the conventions so that they could, theoretically, "help clean the assembly hall."
What it really amounted to was, seeing who could parade the latest Polo, Nautica, Tommy Hilfiger, F.U.B.U., etc. and look the most "fly".
In my day, (late '80's-early '90's) some of the teen girls equated "really stylish" with "let-me-throw-on-a-prom-dress-and-look-hotter-than-any-other-chick-and-pick-me-up-a-REAL-HOT-YOUNG-BROTHER!!!" Yup, metallic evening gowns at the district conventions.
Sadly, I think we all know what 80's prom dresses looked like.