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Told simply by the author who is not a professional writer. Very good memoir of the horrors that took place during the Holocaust. This book is a testament to the resiliency of the human spirit. No wonder he is still having nightmares.

This is an amazing story, sort of a modern American version of Dr. Faustus. I read many of Horace L. Gold's works, and this is probably his single most important work, it reads exceptionally well. A timeless piece! Highly recommended, not only for SF-buffs. I can't believe this book has been out of print for so long...

I have read this book several times. The 5th reading was just as capitvating as the first. The author of this book provides a detailed description of Wisconsin's Logging Camps. Better then I've ever seen.

This is a really gorgeous book, I bought one for me, and then promptly bought another one to give to a nurse friend who has just qualified. The original antique pictures on the cover are really fun, and some of the advice given in the book is so very dated it is amusing without meaning to be.
However, saying that, the parts about Nursing being a calling, that should not be undertaken lightly or with a bad attitude, in my opinion is very true...although the author, influenced strongly by Florence Nightingale (who wasn't at the time??!!), goes a little over the top in saying the nurse must never grumble or complain but be heroic, considering her calling so high that she must consider her own needs and suffering to be insignificant!

This is an essential book for anyone involved in reading medical records. It provides an overview of nursing charting, with a special focus on documentation issues specific to a variety of clinical areas. The third edition is bigger and better than ever with extensive revision and addition of legal cases to illustrate key points.

What a gift to be given at this time when the world seems deflowered of content and caring. With disarming candor and directness, Mr.Carocci's memoir of the Italian military internship by the German Army breathes the moment and the passage from the darkness to the light, all the while maintaining wit and humanity. The sense and sensibility of Mr. George Hochfield's translation feels perfect, capturing both the prose style and soul of this most gifted writer. For the English speaking reader, it enlightens those times as it crafts a mini masterpiece. The work stands by itself, with or without the support of known World War II context. I recommend this to anyone interested in first rate literature.

This is Joe Camp's novelization of the 1980 film Oh! Heavenly Dog. Camp, the man behind the Benji phenomenon, co-wrote the screenplay with Rod Browning, and this novelization closely follows the script of the film itself. It's the story of a private investigator attempting to solve a murder under the most unusual of conditions. Benjamin Browning is set up and murdered, at which point he finds himself in a strange place called the Intermediate Destination Evaluation Facility. It's sort of like a toll booth on the way to eternity. Browning is graded Marginal Material, which means he needs to complete a certain mission in order to secure a spot in the Ultimate Reward destination. That mission is to go back and solve his own murder. Unfortunately, Browning has to return to earth in the form of a cute and fluffy little dog.

The four-legged Browning meets up with the same beautiful woman he had met shortly before his death, and it just so happens that she is working on a book about the crime he is trying to solve. Jackie Howard is increasingly perplexed as she finds the dog every place she goes as she investigates the crime scene and interviews important witnesses. Browning has to overcome all sorts of handicaps, such as the lack of hands, the inability to speak, and the tendency of large dogs to chase him up and down the streets of London, but he goes so far as to overstay his allotted time on earth in order to close the case and keep Jackie out of danger as he prods her slowly toward the truth. The ending holds a bit of a surprise, as well.

If you've seen the movie, you already know the story; this novelization is very faithful to the film's original screenplay (which makes sense given that Joe Camp wrote both of them) - there are few additional details to be found in these pages. It's an excellent novelization and includes a set of color photographs from the film itself, but it's much more fun to watch Benji's amazing performance than it is to read about it.

For fifty-eight days in the summer of 1934, temperatures in the High Plains exceeded 100 degrees, with almost no rain. In the Texas Panhandle near Dalhart, as well as in other High Plains states, a black blizzard of dust turned day into night. The wind raged endlessly, blowing the Texas top soil into Oklahoma, where it mixed with the red Oklahoma soil, and blew into Arkansas and Kansas and Colorado. It destroyed car engines, choked cattle to death, buried houses under mountains of sand. People got sick with respiratory illnesses, "dust pneumonia" they called it. Traffic stopped. Schools and businesses closed. Ruined farms were abandoned.

Those that made it through 1934, did not survive in 1936 when the dust storms returned, this time accompanied by a plague of grasshoppers that devoured their dryland crops. It was the middle of the Great Depression, and those people already living on the edge fell off the precipice.

"On the Dirty Plate Trail" is about the Great Migration that ensued as a result of the Dust Bowl. The title refers to Highway 99, which took the refugees from peas in California's Imperial Valley to cotton in the San Joaquin Valley to peaches and prunes in the Sacramento Valley as farmers without farms suddenly became migrant workers. They were called Okies no matter which state they hailed from, and they were exploited by labor contractors, abused by locals, and blamed by society for their own troubles. They lived in squatters camps, or shacks rented to them by the farm bosses, or if they were lucky, in tent cities provided by the Farm Security Administration. Conditions were often deplorable, and many died of disease, in childbirth or by accident.

In 1929, the Babb sisters, Sanora and Dorothy, had come to California from Kansas. It was because of their farmer's daughters background that they were accepted as insiders by the refugees. While visiting the camps, Sanora made "field notes" intended for use in the Dust Bowl novel she was writing, and Dorothy snapped pictures with her camera.

Years later, Dorothy's well-documented photographs were found in a brown paper sack and given by relatives to Douglas Wixson, who matched the photographs with Sanora's field notes to create this stunning volume. The photographs alone are worth the price. These candid images unveil the migrant story of hunger and misery, laughter and music, mud and squalor, pride and picket lines.

"Migration is as old as humankind and as recent as today," says Douglas Wixson, noting in his Preface that as he finished the final draft of this book, refugees from Hurricane Katrina were pouring from flood-stricken New Orleans and other devastated cities on the Gulf Coast, "like shifting currents of water ... separate, little noticed, yet indispensable to our economy."

I like the book, I like the author, Ilike the story and I like everyyhing about the book. The author is a good friend of mine, You can read the book and check if it is true or not. I have missed contact with mrs. Wighton, how can I get i touch with her again? Please if you have a contact with her give her my regards, regards from the camp, my family, Thair, Looi and Dolly and tell her that we would like to have acontact. I know that it is a personal message and Ihope that you can help friends to keep in touch. Thanks a lot. My adress : Malmveien 126, 9022 krokelvdalen,Norway Tel:004777633003 e-mail: aayche@online.no Ahmad Ayche

What started as a piece written to his mother "My Christmas Wish" to get her through her first Christmas without his father, "One Hundred Keys to the Kingdom" is not religious - it is spiritual; it is not didactic: it's practical. Each piece is written in a perfect pentameter of five stanzas of four lines each. The author counts the title as part of the lines totaling twenty-one, that being the magic number of making an activity a habit of the mind after repetition. The pieces are not repetitious, however. Each has its own character and impact. It is one of the few works of modern poetry with its own feel and style. The author is also a trained actor, so that may have some influence on his written delivery. I've seen him at his one man show and I can unabashedly say he is as excellent an actor as his written work is accomplished and polished.