W. Alan Canty Tour 2010

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Rachel's Blog

Back in 1996-1997 when I was pregnant with Sarah, my mom gives me this paperback book to read. I am generally one of those types of people who does not like book recommendations, I don’t like anything shoved at me or anyone insisting I read something….but you know what? 90% of the time I do enjoy the rec. Yeah, I can be a stubborn-ass sometimes. I don’t often enjoy fiction except for a few old favorites like the old V.C. Andrews junk which reminds me of my teen years (and, by the way two winters ago, I proceeded to purchase all of the hard covers I could find on Amazon and Ebay of the Flowers in the Attic, Heaven series, and the one My Sweet Audrina book and re-read all of them AGAIN…!). I’ve been wanting to read some of those old Judy Blume books too. Most of the time…

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W. Alan Canty Tour Blog – Some Comments

Some people were getting up set but they were not even being talked about. If they don’t wand to be bothered by the blog then why do they read it and comment on it, the answer is that they have nothing else to do but keep stuff stirred up. I discovered the blog by accident and enjoy it. I’m still in need of pictures of Dawn, John Cheryl and child. I can be E-ed at parsonhenry1957@gmail.com

Rachel's Blog

In 2010, I published a little book review on this blog, and the photo results of a Detroit city “tour” a friend and I did based on locations mentioned in the book. She and I, and my mom who introduced me to the book, were fascinated by the story. I think our fascination was sparked mainly because this happened so close to home, and so very many of the references and places were familiar to us having grown up in the Detroit area.

Never in a million years did I ever think many people would see it. I created the blog to vent and record stories about my life in general at the time. Writing has always been kind of theraputic for me. At the time of creation of this one, I was going through a divorce. In a drunken argument one night, my ex husband called me a “dirty bar whore” in a…

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