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Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - Amazingly, there was a sense of calm, even though the sounds of sirens and the sight of burning buildings loomed all around. The smell of tear gas filled the air, yet this crowd remained eerily calm as they waited for someone to speak. Jackson assumed that the panthers were armed and scattered throughout the area but there was no voice of leadership to be heard. They had yet to determine exactly who the enemy might be. There was no Stokely Carmichael, no Bobby Seale, no Malcolm X, no Huey Newton, no H. Rap Brown, Angela Davis, Jesse Jackson, Eldridge Cleaver and now.no Martin Luther King for peace. There was, however.an army of police cars that had began to arrive in the manner of the well-trained riot police of Alabama.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - The title story details the author's experiences from birth through childhood and on into adulthood and of coming to terms with the vagaries of life and the human condition in its myriad manifestations. The world of the author unfolds as she journeys from home to embark on her nursing career as she shares her experiences with fractured relationships; sickness and health; with love and loss; and finally with death and dying and the grieving process-and the realization that communication with loved ones continues even beyond the grave.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - You think you know Think again! Dexter Miles, a low level hustler just released from an 8-month prison stay, finds himself caught up with two Jamaican brothers and their posse of marijuana dealers, better known as the 'Rude Bwoys.'Dexter has no idea what he is involved in. The Five-0 Syndicate had taken control of the City of Albany and it's streets. Extortion, fear and a badge was all detective Matthew Lawrence and his partner Steven Barker, known on the streets as 'Batman & Robin', needed.Dexter was almost untouchable until he met Precious Child. Caught in a vicious love triangle that nearly killed his first love and unborn child. He is faced with a decision he doesn't want to make. All hell breaks loose in the Bronx and Dexter must head the Albany operation. The Five-0 Syndicate wants in and Dexter Miles wants out!

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - CRY OF THE SEA GULL When seventeen-year-old Jeff Loran is forced to fish commercially with his uncle for the summer, he slowly overcomes his anger and the need to prove himself. Faced with the dangers of the work and a man who is quite the opposite of the feeble old uncle he expected, Jeff struggles to adapt. Three people impact his life: Dan, the strong and challenging uncle who teaches him to trust; Buckshot, the old man who befriends him; and Ann, the lovely teen who appears so grown up. After a daring rescue, Jeff faces the first real decisions of his young life.

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Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - This is a memoir of living and eating in England in the 1960s and 70s. It is the culinary recollections of Lucia Adams who accompanied her husband to the new Lancaster University located in a remote part of the British Isles at a turbulent time in academic life. Over 30 vignettes of gastronomical life in Paris, Cambridge and Northern England include observations on the social and cultural history of the times as well as recipes for many Lancashire and Cumbrian specialties.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - This is a book of poems. Each poem depicts a personal story. Stories witnessed by a Medical Social Worker while working with hospice patients and families. Wondrous stories that need to be shared. Stories that demonstrate hospice as a program that is as much about living as it is about dying. After you read this book, you can't help but be moved by the tremendous strength of individuals and families who are coping with one of life's greatest fears; death. This book is an attempt to show that while death can be sad, it is more often to do with love.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

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Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - 'A Memoir of Absence' by Frederic Colier. Ever since Salinger, nine seems to be a magic number when it comes to rendering debut short story collections. Frederic Colier's A Memoir of Absence is no exception. Embarking on an evocative journey through the heartland of our own delusions, Colier's terse prose guides us beyond the barren cultural plane of our all-too-malleable American dreams taking us into a realm of intellectual urgency, linguistic renewal, and eventual hope. Here - where relativist cant, contemporary platitudes, and even shocking news become no more than the white noise of a fleeting civilization - there is nothing more alarming than the ensuing silence left by those collisions that never get the chance to take place. In the title story, an estranged father and son are each relegated their own brand of dystopia only to find that it is their respective torments that ineffably bind them to one another. While one pursues impossible love around the globe, the other tries making sense of the void surrounding him. Oddly, it is their parallel misfortunes that find shelter in the harmonious space of absence recalled. Similarly, Lipstick on the Fishbowl depicts how grief often blinds one from seeing the object of loss. As a bereaved businessman searches for the proper way to express loss for his departed wife, he begins to overlook the significance of her passing. As for those in throes of jealousy misreading even the best of intentions, The Depth of Swimming Pool is a somber portrayal of a woman who - in her state of constant apprehension - ends up undermining that which she most desires. But whether it is observers dreaming of becoming participants, or the emotionally alienated hordes for whom pain becomes a final solace, the terrain traversed by Colier's nine stories is neither one that would fill a postcard nor one that sports the trendy wasteland so readily employed by our time's countdown artists. As the lonely overweight opera singer Josephina considers the abject proposals of a sexless man, or the abused young woman in Cristianos y Moros finally returns home to confront her dismissive parents, we note with relief that Colier's intention is not to flesh out some vague musings about our era but to attend to those who straddle the crossroads of a world where choosing a direction is no longer a value in itself. If there is a poignancy to be had, A Memoir of Absence says we're to find it in those uncertain moments when event is temporarily subsumed by interpretation. This does not mean that observations made by characters are lucid or objective. On the contrary, it is our vulnerability to catch phrases, our compromised visions, and our pathos while estimating our own suffering hearts that bring integrity to our lives. Colier's short stories are the fragments of a lost anthem - the disparate melodies that once made up what we mystically referred to as, the human spirit.

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Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - POEMSAND STANZAS II The following poetic reflections were not included in my first published book of 'Poems and Stanzas'. I let them gather strength and body, and I have now decided to make them into a companion to the first collection of my verses. Those poems belong to three different groups. The first one is a run of incidental pieces expressing personal and inspirational ideas and emotions I intuited in verses, they are contemporary and totally original. The second group is a trio of poems I initially did render in the French language. They are translations from a work by writer and poet Jakub Kolas from Bielorus. He created a famous lyrical and nationalistic book with the title of 'SIMON MUZYKA', the fictive name of a juvenile dreamer who grew up and lived in a small village of White Russia. The boy senses very acutely the subjugation of his land by the rulers of the Russian Empire, and the centralized rule of the Great Russians. Some years ago I ran into the English translation of a couple of those pieces on a Canadian site, written by a Canadian poetess; yet I felt it did not adequately render the pathos of Kolas' lines. So I decided to put my mind to task and came up with my own version of those three pieces. Finally I selected a number of the more lyrical chapters in my book 'From that Side of Awakening', written in quasi poetic prose, and transposed them in somewhat more orthodox and better-metered pieces of versification! As in the first volume of the 'Poems and Stanzas' those items reflect my philosophical way of thinking, including what I call 'transcendentalism'. They deal with the concept of a spiritual split occurring within an amorphous entity I call the Prime One, resulting in the Creation of the Universe in the polarized and dual mode, accompanied by the 'Fall' and banishment of the one aspect of the Prime entity that brought on the initial 'Big Bang'. That aspect of the One is destined to assume the role of the all-encompassing God- Nature of the World, to be its Creator, projected and reflected ad infinitum in every facet of the Reality he authored, at the same time to be the common soul of all its biological denizens, both in the individual as in the general sense.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - BOOK REVIEW A true inspirational story, about overcoming the obstacles in life and staying on a positive level. Always be responsible for the choices you make in your life and do not blame your past. Stay close to God and let Him guide you. Most important, learn how to forgive.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - TRAILS TO AND TALES OF SANDERSON, TEXAS. 40057BACK COVER TEXTPunch was sort of a mongrel. In his veins circulated the blood of all the races found along the Gulf Coast and the Mexican border. Like most mongrels, Punch was a survivor, smart, healthy, dependable and loyal.Punch was a bit short of six-feet tall, slim, always clean shaven, with graying brown hair and blue eyes. He walked with a limp. His left leg had been messed up in a bad fall with a cowpony some years back. The wreck pretty well retired him from working as a full-time cowhand.Punch had an endless supply of stories of the old days; but, no one knew where he actually came from or exactly how old he was. It was evident that he had been a cowboy, probably a lawman, a hunter, a trapper and perhaps, an outlaw. Punch was fluent in Spanish and French, knew some Apache, and most folks believed that he knew Indian sign language. He was known to be a talented tracker. Some claimed: 'He could track a bird through the air.'As little was known about Punch, folks tended to fill the gaps with guesses and rumors. Punch never agreed or disagreed with those who claimed to have some knowledge about his background. As long as the avoided insulting or demeaning him, Punch would smile, volunteer nothing and allow people to form their own opinions about his background.He was easy going and friendly to everyone; but, if you had the sense God gave a sheep, you would sense Punch was not a man to be trifled with. Given the right circumstances, Punch could be a dangerous person to cross.One of the stories associated with Punch claimed he had trailed, on foot, a horse-thief into Mexico and recovered a stolen horse. When people mentioned the story to Punch, he would nod his head in apparent agreement and tell them: 'Yup, you just about got it right.'Punch knew that they were wrong.Dead wrong. Only he knew what had happened and he wasn't talking.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - Web Page for LAND THAT I LOVE by Mitchell Furman as told to Merrill FurmanBOOK SUMMARY:After the war, they had camps set up. And my job was rounding people up and taking them to wherever their camp was. You would take a group of Russians and drive them to an area where the Russians were kept. Maybe pick up a gang of French. They were called DPs. They were displaced from the war, they had no place to go. And they were always asking me to do things that no way I could do. So I'd point out some officer. I'd say, See that man over there with the bars on his shoulder He's a captain. You go over there, say 'Captain Shitface, can you help me ' And I'd disappear someplace.With humor and heart, Land That I Love chronicles the life story of Mitchell Furman, through the Depression years and World War II (where he served in the Army and was awarded the Bronze Star and Combat Infantry Badge), to running a family business and his 58-year marriage to Eleanor. Recalling his many escapades, and in his unique voice, Furman paints an unforgettable portrait of an unforgettable man.BOOK EXCERPT:THE EARLY DAYSI was born during the Great Depression. When my parents looked at me, they were greatly depressed. Now I was raised in a strictly gentile neighborhood and I never had any problem and everybody knew I was Jewish. At a very young age, I beat up the toughest guy around and that put a lid on it.My family lived on Carey Street at the time, which was predominantly Irish Catholic. Then, right behind my house was a public garage and, behind that, a dirt hill. They called it Polish Hill because that's where the Polish families lived. And the Polish and the Irish used to clash all the time.Lots of these guys were my buddies - names like Tommy Clyde and Kasimir Terlecki. Stanley Palachock was another. At Halloween, the Polish kids would wait till we got our bags full and then come after us with stockings full of potatoes. They threatened to beat us with the stockings unless we turned our bags over to them. All I know is, I always brought home plenty of candy.I had a work ethic from a very young age. From the time I was eleven, I knew how to make money. There was a Penn Fruit that opened up at 21st and Hunting Park - one of the very first supermarkets in Philadelphia. The neighborhood kids would try to make a few pennies by helping the women home with their packages. A friend, DuckAbrams, and I decided to get in on the action. We built a wagon the size of a tractor trailer. You should have seen this thing. We could barely move it, it was so big. Naturally, we did more business than the other guy.My first job where I got a salary was the Temple Movies. But I also delivered newspapers, sold magazines and shoveled garages. Not only would I go from door to door saying, 'Shovel your pavement, lady Shovel your pavement ' But I worked for a man by the name of Mr. Poll who had 50 individual garages at 19th and Butler. Fifty garages! I was twelve at the time and I shoveled in front of those 50 garages for $5.The Temple Movies paid me $6 a week to be a projectionist. The tough part of the job was carrying the reels up and down a long flight of steps. They were much too heavy for a 12 year old boy to carry. I worked 35 hours a week. Never did homework. My grades got by. I never had a failing grade nor did I have any grades that were remarkable, other than math. I'd work and go to school, work and go to school and, on Monday night, if I was a good boy, I could listen to the Lux Theatre on the radio.At the movies, I worked with a guy by the name of Ray who did nothing but read the paper. I did all the work and he read the paper. One day I asked him, 'Ray, why do you make $60 a week and I make $6 a week ' 'Mitch,' he said. 'What would you do if the machine broke down 'After a while they gave me a dollar raise. But Grandpop said he needed me in the family business. I didn't w.

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