A Star Shines In Paradise…Sisters and Cancer


Happy Birthday Linda Dunlap…August 18th.

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A Star Shines in Paradise…..Sisters and Cancer

My sister; Linda Mae Dunlap born Aug.18, 1941 died of Cancer Aug. 6, 2003. After a fourteen year battle, which she fought gallantly.

My sister and I spent most of our lives at odds either fighting or not speaking to each other. She was an alcoholic and a mean spirited drunk. I was her favorite target. She liked to tell people that she grew up in the shadow of her beautiful sister; “The Star”. She also, would say that I took all of her boy friends away from her. This was far from the truth, as I left home at age 15 and she did not have her first date until she was 18 years old. We were eighteen months apart in age. She told these sad tales of woe so much that I believe they became her reality.

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Mrs. Binghams Sixty Year Old Secret….


The Government needs to stay out of Women’s Wombs.

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Mrs. Binghams Sixty Year Old Secret….


I believe the Government shouls stay out of Womens’ Wombs.

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The Gift of Time… is well spent.

The phone rang and Ron brought me the phone, I was watering the garden. It was Suzette. I have known her since she was a child. She was blessed with stunning good looks and a simple, loving mind. She was a wonderful worker and as an adult she crewed on the Mariner II. She was a talented Hair Stylist and made a good living. But she loved the fun and glamour of the Mariner. She also, loved to party, drugs and booze were her constant companions. I was looking out the porthole in the galley, while prepping for a cruise. Doing work that Suzette was supposed to do. She was constantly late. But, she would work twice as fast and her sunny disposition would make all her tardiness seem unimportant. I watched as she veered from one side of the dock to the other. I gasped as she recovered her balance in time to prevent her reeling body from going into the water. I met her as she was about to board the aft deck. She looked up at me with a big smile and said: ” Well, I made it, Mary.” I said, ” Yes, you did it again, Suzette. But, you are in no condition to work. So turn your pretty little self around and go home.” She looked up at me with her big brown innocent eyes and giggled; “Okay, Dokay, you call me when you need me, Mary.” She saluted me, and turned heel and staggered back up the dock. Shouting over her shoulder; “I love you, Mary.” as she chuckled at her efforts to master her walk down the plank. “I love you too, Suzette,” And I did and do. How could anyone stay upset at this childish woman so full of sweetness and fun? She is now suffering from MS and is in a nursing home after having been widowed. Her speech is very impaired and it is difficult to understand her. But, I manage to get the jest of her dialog. A nurse has put my phone number on speed dial. So, I often get random phone calls from her when I flash through her mind. She has called this time to apologize for the death of a cattle dog I gave her twenty five years ago. She was living on her Grandparents 300 acre ranch in Martinez. I rescued the dog from a city yard and took him out to Romars’ Ranch, a produce farm that Ron and I owned. Unfortunately it was located near a busy highway and I feared that “Shep” would be run over. So I called Suzette and asked if she would like to have him. She was delighted. He was a wonderful dog. He became her constant companion. Unfortunately, her Grandfather backed over him with his truck and he died. Suzette was filled with guilt. So, she was calling me to tell me how badly she felt about his death. I assured her it was not her fault. And we talked for about an hour as she assured me she would be getting out of the Rest home and when she did she wanted a Schnauzer puppy. I said when she got out we would deal with the puppy. She giggled with glee and said; ” I loved working for you, Mary. Because of you, I know what Pate is. I was watching the food channel and they were making Pate. I was the only one here that knew what it was. You taught me so much.” I had finished watering my garden so I ended the call and told her to call me any time she wanted to talk. I am her link to her past that was a joyful time and the least I can do is make myself available when she wants to relive those adventures. smile emoticon heart emoticon

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Merritt G. Smalley,III aka Gordo, my youngest child dies.


Today is my son Merritt G. Smalley III, aka “Gordo’s 46th Birthday. I allowed myself a day in bed. To grieve his death. I slept, went on Facebook and watched Dr. Phil, in between some tears and some giggles as I allowed memories of Gordo to wash over me. I miss him, but most of all I regret what he could have been. He was the brightest of my children and had the most potential.He should have been an Attorney like his Father or Computer Executive as he had a natural ability with computers. I loved his charm and his active mind we would discuss current events, politics and literature. I adored his sense of humor. We enjoyed each others company. Yes, I miss him. God Bless my lost son…. please say a prayer for him.

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The dogs woke me at 3:00 a.m. with their insistent barking.  I could see the security lights were activated.  The dogs were grouped in a pack at the yard gate.  I went to see what was causing all the upset.  Two Sheriffs were standing there.  My heart skipped a beat.  Only bad news comes delivered at 3:00 a.m. “Please God, don’t let it be Ron.”

They asked if I was, Mary Smalley and I if they could come in, they had some information they needed to give me.  The dogs were jumping up and down around them.  They asked if the dogs bite.  I warned them about “Breezie”,  being very protective of me.  One of the Officers said; ” Oh, they are Schnauzers, they are a friendly breed.”  Just as Breezie snapped at his hand when he went to pet him.  Fortunately his teeth hit his heavy wrist…

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Last Rare White Mini-Schnauzer Puppy Sold..

Molly May was bought by Susan Radcliffe and now resides with her cousin; Mr. Gibbs, bought from me four years ago.  They now all reside in Anchorage, Alaska.  Molly May will go to Susan’s office each day with Mr. Gibbs.  They are a very happy family.

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Only one sweet Rare White Mini-Schnauzer Female Puppy available.


Only one available….

What a perfect Valentine gift.  All givt wrapped in her Red Sweater.

What a perfect Valentine Gift.  All gift wrapped in her new red sweater.  AKC reg. Mini-Schnauzer female puppy. Call Mary 530-589-4450 

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And God makes Woman…

Please read to the end…
By the time the Lord made woman,
He was into his sixth day of working overtime.
An angel appeared and said,
“Why are you spending so much time on this one?”
And the Lord answered, “Have you seen my spec sheet on her?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,
have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart     and she will do everything with only two hands.”
The angel was astounded at the requirements.
“Only two hands!? No way!
And that’s just on the standard model?
That’s too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish.”
But I won’t,” the Lord protested.
“I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart.
She already heals herself when she is sick
AND can work 18 hour days.”

The angel moved closer and touched the woman.
“But you have made her so soft, Lord.”

“She is soft,” the Lord agreed, “but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish.”

“Will she be able to think?”, asked the angel.

The Lord replied,   “Not only will she be able to think,
she will be able to reason and negotiate.”

The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman’s cheek.
“Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model.
I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one.”

That’s not a leak,” the Lord corrected, “that’s a tear!”
“What’s the tear for?” the angel asked.

The Lord said, “The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride.”

The angel was impressed.  “You are a genius, Lord.
You thought of everything!  Woman is truly amazing.”

And she is!
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness,
love and joy.  They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don’t take “no” for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.

They have compassion and ideals.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have vital things to say and everything to give.



PLEASE pass this along to your women friends and relatives
to remind them just how amazing they are.

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Life is a lesson….

 This is TOO GOOD to not pass on!! Learning is a life long process!!!

Time Gets Better With Age
Read it through to the end, it gets better as you go!

I’ve learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sing
“Silent Night.”
Age 5

I’ve learned that our dog doesn’t want to eat my broccoli either.
Age 7

I’ve learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what
they are doing and wave back.
Age 9

I’ve learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes
me clean it up again.
Age 12

I’ve learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try
cheering someone else up.
Age 14

I’ve learned that although it’s hard to admit it, I’m secretly glad my
parents are strict with me.
Age 15

I’ve learned that silent company is often more healing than words of
Age 24

I’ve learned that brushing my child’s hair is one of life’s great
Age 26

I’ve learned that wherever I go, the world’s worst drivers have
followed me there.
Age 29

I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must
live so that no one will believe it.
Age 30

I’ve learned that there are people who love you dearly but just don’t
know how to show it.
Age 42

I’ve learned that you can make someone’s day by simply sending them a
little note.
Age 44

I’ve learned that the greater a person’s sense of guilt, the greater
his or her need to cast blame on others.
Age 46

I’ve learned that children and grandparents are natural allies.
Age 47

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today,
life does go on and it will be better tomorrow.
Age 48

I’ve learned that singing “Amazing Grace” can lift my spirits for
Age 49

I’ve learned that motel mattresses are better on the side away from the
Age 50

I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles
these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas
tree lights.
Age 51

I’ve learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine
cabinet full of pills.
Age 52

I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents,
you miss them terribly after they die.
Age 53

I’ve learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a
Age 58

I’ve learned that if you want to do something positive for your
children, work to improve your marriage.
Age 61

I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
Age 62

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt
on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
Age 64

I’ve learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if
you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new
people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
Age 65

I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with kindness, I usually
make the right decision.
Age 66

I’ve learned that everyone can use a prayer.
Age 72

I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
Age 82

I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.
People love that human touch – holding hands, a warm hug, or just a
friendly pat on the back.
Age 90

I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.
Age 92

I’ve learned that you should pass this on to someone you care about.
Sometimes they just need a little something to make them smile.

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May God bless you!

“I dream of a better world where chickens can cross the road without having their motives questioned!” (sign in restaurant in St. Louis Missouri)

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