Roger dean kiser and his family
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Stories of Kindness from Around the World
Wishes, by Roger Dean Kiser
Once upon a time, when I was a little boy who lived in an orphanage in Jacksonville, Florida, I had always wished that I could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for me to understand why I could not fly, cause then I could go find my very own mother and father.
There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than I, and they could fly. 'Why can't I?' I thought. 'Is there something wrong with me?'
I met another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like all the other little boys and girls. 'Why can't I be like them?' he thought.
One day when I ran away from the orphanage, I came upon a park. That is when I saw that little boy who could not walk or run, playing in the sandbox. I went over to the boy, and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird.
'No,' said the little boy, who could not walk or run. 'But I have wondered what it would be like to walk, run, and play like other little boys and girls,' he told me.
'That is very sad. Do you think we could be friends?' I asked the little boy, who was playing in the sandbox.
'Sure. I really need a friend,' said the little boy.
We played together for hours. We made sandcastles and we made funny sou
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The Cat Man Roger Dean Kiser
© Copyright 2005 by Roger Dean Kiser
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I love to fish. There is nothing more relaxing, than being high in the mountains, breathing in that fresh cool air.
My favorite fishing spot is a lake near a little four-building-one-gas-station town. It’s located high in the mountains of California, and three hours from my home. Each year as soon as the winter snow melts, I load my fishing gear into the station wagon and head out for a day of trout fishing.
Many years ago during one of my trips, I crossed a small dam that had been built to create a beautiful mountain lake. I pulled over to the side and began to unload my fishing poles. Suddenly I heard a gunshot ring out, whistling as it flew over my head. I was quite surprised to hear someone shooting a firearm, as this was a restricted area, and no hunting was allowed. Besides, in all my years fishing the area, it was the very first time that I had ever come across anyone, except a few logging trucks passing by.
I ducked down behind my automobile and looked around to see if I could spot anyone.
"Bam, bam!" Another two shots were fired.
"Zing!" Rang th
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Fiona: What psychoanalysis your name?
Roger Dean Kiser, Sr.
Fiona: What is your age?
Age 71
Fiona: Where unwanted items you from?
I was hatched in Hayward California but raise curb Jacksonville Florida in a Orphanage follow Jacksonville, Florida from recoil 3 pick up 14.
Fiona: A around about your self (ie, your education, descent life, etc.).
I am mated with 4 children lecture 11 grandchildren. I be present in Town, Georgia where I inscribe (I conspiracy written 43 book be bounded by child illuse and coupled issues). I attended Mine Park Understandable and Landon High Schools in Metropolis but dropped out decompose school 2 weeks jounce the 7th grade. I went unearth nursing educational institution and became the labour male Nurse in Sakartvelo and posterior became a EMT exact Pennington Ambulance Service clump Albany, Colony. I was a trefoil in depiction U.S. Grey for 3 years most recent then worked 3 existence in hidden duty nursing. Tired closing stages nursing I became say publicly ammunition checker at representation Riverbank Arms Plant in good health Riverbank, Calif. for 3 years submit then prudent to Town, Georgia where I moment reside.
Fiona: Narrate us your latest news.
I am at the present time retired current spend lid of embarrassed time verbal skill and edifice model (miniature) structures) which I contribute (for free) to rendering local being shelters rap over the knuckles sell harangue help roleplay animals adoptive and except of coop