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nmilliken joined StumbleUpon on Dec 09, 2006
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- AyeshaS rated 4 weeks ago
- liked ur page with very nice paintings
ya rated 7 weeks ago- visited nmilliken as he had "discovered" our beloved johnshaven ... so I had to borrow Cinderella! what a lovely girl!
- Baghy rated 2 months ago
- I enjoyed my visit. Good work!
- Cinthia-Fiery rated 3 months ago
- How adorable! Thank you!
- Khabira rated 4 months ago
- Even though I love color, black and white really enhances the details. This is very good.
- billyjobobby rated 4 months ago
- ansel adams might like this.
- SirRobertLee rated 4 months ago
- some very interesting pictures ,I like them Sabers & spurs Sir
- WorksbyTizzylish rated 4 months ago
- Some awesome shares from nmilliken, Thanks!!
- soopergrape rated 5 months ago
- I don't know if it's the ADD or what, but often for no reason I'll relive some event from the past and re-experience my own private shame as if it happened five minutes ago...instead of more than forty years, to the little boy I used to be. This describes the feeling of those little shames very well. "Christmas on bus twenty-four" when I was seven, second-grade-skinny and shy, I whispered "Hopalong Cassidy pistols," to Santa Claus in the basement of Woolworth's. pearl-handled, double holsters, cartridge loops, and a cowboy-buckle. the thought kept me sleepless for days. they came with Christmas. the house smelled of gunpowder caps all afternoon. our teacher had told us we could bring one toy the first day back from vacation, so I six-gunned myself and stood in the snow for the bus. and I, who knew nothing of coal mines and poverty, asked a miner's son what Santa had given him. he looked at my pistols and said, "Nothing." all day long my face burned with shame."
- ForWhat rated 6 months ago
- Very thoughtful and thought provoking blog