Martin Clan
We are a group of cousins (firsts, seconds, thirds, fourths...) who at our great-grandmothers funeral decided to stay in touch despite the hurdles of distance and lifes business! Through the example of our Great Grandparents, Grandparents and Parents we have learned the importance of family. So may the lines and (typed) keys of communication remain busy! I love you guys!!!
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
College Student
Howdy Fam, This be the crazy college student Melissa!
I just wanted to let you all know that I have made a blog about my crazy college stuff. I'm gunna try to keep it updated so my friends and family can get updates. I'll try my best to keep it current. So if you ever feel like checking it out here is where to go:
To clarify the title...La Vida Crazy... La vida is spanish and means The life...so my title is "the crazy life" Anywho, I'd love to here from any of ya!
Friday, October 21, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Light the Night Walk in Philly!!
My company was a sponsor for the Light the Night walk in Philadelphia. I had to run a booth at Penn's Landing. The organization raises money for leukemia, lymphoma, and myeloma cancers. The people who raise money carry red balloons with a light in them and the people with cancer carry white balloons. It was really cool!!Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Monday, October 10, 2005
Sunday, October 09, 2005
my poem contribution
i had to write a poem for english class and my family wants me to post it so here it is:
Children crying; saying goodbye,
Sons salute their fathers
Their wives have no tears left to cry,
The future is foreseen.
They step aboard the train of fear,
Death is their conductor
Brave heroes hold their pictures near,
Freedom is behind them.
Through the war torn city they go,
On the brink of terror
Their mental toughness will they show,
Until fatality.
They stand trembling to face their foe,
Still valiant in the battle
They give their lives in time of woe,
Conquering death with honor.
Brothers in arms they march to war,
Strong and willful at heart
Young soldiers now see the horror,
As brothers begin to fall.
Grown men have begun to tear,
Their brothers now are gone
Away from war they must not steer,
“Foreword into battle.”
When war has come and all is done,
No man is left behind
Fallen men’s: boots, helmet, and gun,
All that is left of them.
Brothers visit to feel the grave,
And shed a tear of pain
They will ne’ar forget oh how brave,
Their fallen brothers were.
Children crying, saying goodbye,
Sons salute their fathers
Their wives have no tears left to cry,
Our future is secure.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Monday, October 03, 2005
Ryan's Workshop Miracles...
Martin G. Q. Model---The Master
Model in training (Coca-Cola almost used this photo in a promo-add! The only nitch was Uncle Grant's lack of positioning the Coka-Cola can... that wasn't covered in the first few sessions with Ryan... still so much to learn)!
Model in Training #2! (just look at the perfect positioning of the legs and that form for roasting weaners on a stick...) Well done Ryan!































