All About Me
Friday, September
4, 1964 - Newport
News, Virginia ~*~*~*~
"To be a Virginian, either by birth, marriage, adoption,
~ Anonymous |
FOR MY EARLY LIFE IN PHOTOS,
Baby Me
Little Me
Young Me
Slightly Older Me
More Enlightened Me |
"I wasn't born in North Carolina, but I got here as fast as I could."
~ Anonymous
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I was born Saturday, August 30,
1947 in the Medical
College of Virginia Hospital in
Richmond, Virginia, the third
daughter of
Millard
Robert Buckley, M.D. and
Maxine Elizabeth Frix
Buckley. In January of 1954, we moved to
Newport News, Virginia. I
was raised as a Methodist, and on April 3, 1958, I was baptized and received
into the membership of
I was graduated from
Newport News High
School in Newport News,
Virginia on Thursday, |
We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things
in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's
evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and
protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the
sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their
dreams will come true."
-
Woodrow Wilson, |
Following graduation, I attended Old Dominion College (now University) in Norfolk, Virginia for two and a half years, majoring in English. After one week of intense investigation (i.e., twelve hours a day!), I was baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on March 1, 1967 in Williamsburg, Virginia.
On Friday, August 15, 1969 I was
married to Paul Hampton Harty, Jr. of Cape Girardeau, Missouri for time
and all eternity in the
LDS
Temple in |
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Paul and I have seven children, six sons and one daughter,
"I never lose sight of the fact (This quotation courtesy of http://powerquotes.net) |
"You will know no greater happiness
~ Gordon B. Hinckley, May 1998 |
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My Favorite Sound
The sound of laughter of my seven children - both then and now
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My Favorite Forties Things
This is the phone my friend, the late Harold Shetler, found for me at an auction in IL. I had great fun with it, but it wasn't QUITE what I wanted. |
I'm still looking for one
of THESE phones - |
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December 3, 1999 | ~*~ |
Image of My Favorite Phone courtesy of Phonecoinc.com - 10/24/03 |
July 29, 1998 - Taylor Springs, IL | ||
Great Uncle Claude's Radio | ||
01/27/04 |
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Since July of
2000, much of my free time
Newport News High School
It has brought me some everlasting
joy,
See
it at : Be sure to sign the Guestbook! |
Reserved for Picture of My Wonderful Pet
Bunny Rabbit Named Bunny (Mar 1957 - May 1962)
Bunny's
real name was Rufus the Red, as he was a beautiful red satin bunny rabbit,
but somehow we always called him Bunny. Mama and Eleanor and I found him in a
department store's Easter promotional, nestled in with scores of other young
rabbits.
His gorgeous color made him
He was
extremely tiny, obviously too young to have been taken away from his mother.
When we picked him up to hold him, he nuzzled and cuddled and walked around
Mama's neck like a collar.
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Bunny
was obviously much more intelligent than the three other rabbits our family
had had as pets. He was very easily housebroken, and a delight to be around.
His
dietary habits seemed quite peculiar. The lettuce which he
craved made him
violently ill, so his food intake was
Bunny
was very fond of music, especially Daddy's classical music, played at full
volume. He would sprawl out beside the rug to listen, and nod his head in
perfect time to the music. Once he became enraged when we put on a small
yellow kiddie record of dubious audio quality. Apparently Bunny was something
of a tech rep,
and the inferior sounds assaulted his standards of perfection.
He was
a real hoot!
And a
sweetie to boot. |
Possible Future Husbands I Picked Out When I Was a Little Girl
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"Love
seeketh not itself to please,
~ William Blake,
(1757 -1827) ~*~*~*~ "Respect all such as sing when all alone."
~ Robert Browning,
(1812 - 1889) ~*~*~*~
"It is not how much you do
(26 Aug 1910 - 5 Sep 1997)
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My New Favorite
"Forever and Ever"
Courtesy of the
Greg Olsen Gallery ~*~*~*~*~*~
August 29, 2001
LDS
Temple, Salt Lake City, UT
(Photo
by Brent Harty)
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"Character cannot be developed ~*~*~*~ "Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, - Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809 - 1892) ~*~*~*~
"I
cannot sing the old songs
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Charlotte Alington Barnard
(1830
- 1869)
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"I would make a list against the evil days
-
Richard Le Gallienne,
(1866 -
1947) ~*~*~*~*~*~ |
(This quotation courtesy of |
IN GOD WE TRUST! UNITED WE STAND! |
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The very strange music now playing is
entitled, "Hymn to Mt. Nevermind: Fanfare and Anthem",
supposedly the gnome national anthem. Mirrashar, the Elven Bard of
Krynn, transcribed it.
Assisting in this effort was Janet Pack.
Dale Harty
encoded it in midi form (without proper
permission).
The only words that have survived the passage of time are as follows:
"Beautifulmountain,
Storehousetowonderfulthingspastaccountin!
Longmayyoustand,neithercrumblednorrotten.
(Therewasanotherverseherewe'veforgotten)
Butnevermind,Nevermind,
Wherethepassageofdaysisbothnobleandkind."
Characteristically excessive, it seemed the perfect metaphor for my life, philosophies, and outlooks.