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			<title>On Every Street - Updated June 2016 </title>
			<description>This is a short memoir of my search for my grandfather. When I first posted this, I had only limited information, but as of June 2016, which you'll see at the end of the original piece, I have more.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1770354/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5 DRAFT 2.1</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1747042/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4 DRAFT 1.1</title>
			<description>Learning to Live with &amp;ldquo;Others&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Midwaymay have had only a couple dozen humans when I arrived, but it was teeming withlife of all sorts, and not just the protected sea birds.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1747040/</link>
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			<title>Thrown Under The Bus</title>
			<description>I'm standing on a street corner about to hail a cab.&amp;nbsp; I think a cab makes the most sense.&amp;nbsp; I need to get from point A to B, and cabs, unlike buses, don't stop along the way.&amp;nbsp; I throw up my hand and shout &quot;Taxi!&quot;.I step out into the street and &quot;my&quot; cab sails on by.&amp;nbsp; &quot;D****t!&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743944/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3 DRAFT 2.0</title>
			<description>Chapter 3The Midway Way&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Midwayhad been occupied continuously since the turn of the 20th century when thePacific Cable Company built homes for its workers, the Cable Houses, with twostory verandahs a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743796/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Unfinished but I thought I'd post in the hopes of some good feedback,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743301/</link>
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			<title>Introduction</title>
			<description>Minute By Minute&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Nancy Reagan died?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, Ma.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Mom and I were watching the nightly news.&amp;nbsp; David Muir had just given the rundown oftonight&amp;rsquo;s stories.&amp;nbsp; Later in thenewscast, they&amp;rsq..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743116/</link>
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			<title>A Life in Minutes (working title)</title>
			<description>A mother struggling with dementia.  A daughter struggling to care for her mother with dementia.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743113/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743105/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1 - Getting There</title>
			<description>Chapter 1Getting There&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&amp;rsquo;s not easy to get to Midway.&amp;nbsp; Then or now. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Itreally is in the middle of nowhere. &amp;nbsp;Justtry to find it on a map.&amp;nbsp; There&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743101/</link>
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			<title>Introduction</title>
			<description>IntroductionIs it braveto put everything you own into storage and schlep out to live for possibly twoyears on a remote, tiny island populated with under two dozen people and overtwo million birds?&amp;nbsp; I don&amp;rsquo;t think so. &amp;nbsp;But when I did ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743097/</link>
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			<title>On and Off Nowhere (working title)</title>
			<description>This is a rework of a piece I posted titled Life &amp; Times in the Middle of Nowhere.  I didn't like my &quot;voice&quot; in the first piece, so I'm trying again</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1743096/</link>
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			<title>Minute By Minute</title>
			<description>A mother struggling with dementia.  A daughter struggling with a mother with dementia.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1738960/</link>
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			<title>The Wizard</title>
			<description>The Wizard&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I woke up,Again.It&amp;rsquo;s just another day to wonder,Who decides,The way a life is supposed to be?Who chooses,The lucky?Who chooses,The fucked?&amp;nbsp;Maybe we&amp;rsquo;re all assigned a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1738177/</link>
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			<title>Ten Poems in Less Than 3 Hours</title>
			<description>On a slow Saturday at work, I free-wrote these poems.  I keep them together like this because 1) it's the order I wrote them, 2) they reflect a range of emotions and thoughts I was feeling that day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1738176/</link>
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			<title>&quot;...descended into hell...&quot;</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;...descended into hell&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A long way downSuch a very long way downOne little stepJust one little stepSwitch to my mind&amp;rsquo;s eyeArms widePoint my toe&amp;nbsp;Wind in my faceRushin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1738169/</link>
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			<title>Millie &amp; My Grandmother</title>
			<description>Millie &amp;amp; My Grandmother&amp;nbsp;Millie was the crazyladyWho lived next door.Dirty and smelly.Slippers all beat up.Two pairs of slacks.At least three blouses.Greasy hair hangingbraids.&amp;nbsp;We were just dumb kids..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1738166/</link>
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			<title>The Last In Line</title>
			<description>The Last In Line&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ll know for the first time,If we&amp;rsquo;re evil or divine.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Last In Line&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dio&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1737120/</link>
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			<title>My Grandmother's Hands</title>
			<description>Some thoughts one Valentine's Day a few years ago.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1737117/</link>
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			<title>My Father's Grave</title>
			<description>My Father&amp;rsquo;s Grave&amp;nbsp;I stood on my father&amp;rsquo;s grave&amp;nbsp;And tried to say good-bye.&amp;nbsp;But the wind being high,&amp;nbsp;And the air being cool,&amp;nbsp;I was certain he would not hear me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;S..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1730601/</link>
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			<title>Maybe Today's The Day</title>
			<description>Thoughts on depression, suicide and getting past both.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1730254/</link>
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			<title>Religion.  What Is It Good For?</title>
			<description>A short essay on being an atheist in a Catholic school</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1729309/</link>
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			<title>Concious</title>
			<description>A psychological sci-fi thriller about a brilliant scientist who becomes trapped in his own mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FMaryJesson/1729296/</link>
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