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hometoursandotherstuff · 1 year ago
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inkrediblezstore · 4 months ago
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(via "In October We Wear Pink Breast Cancer Awareness Design" Graphic T-Shirt Dress for Sale by InkredibleZ)
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sperya · 3 months ago
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(via "Beat Breast Cancer, Together We Fight Breast Cancer" Classic T-Shirt for Sale by speerya)
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sw1tchbackli · 3 months ago
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October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month 💕💓💗💞
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dorin-naga · 3 months ago
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extra boobs for next month
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ifwebefriends · 6 months ago
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Summer is really fun for me because I go directly from “happy colorful fun lgbtq+ pride month!” to “My Cancer Survivor Angst Month”
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curiousoldme4 · 3 months ago
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prince-ofthe-stars · 7 months ago
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I've gone pink for National Breast Cancer Awareness Month! Join me in helping the fight against Breast Cancer. You can either scan the QR code or follow this link to donate 💕
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Some neighbors of the Malarkeys were keeping a watchful eye on “the little troublemaker.” But Michael Noland, the bewhiskered maritime pilot who lived next door, found him harmless enough; he believed Donnie just had a “sense of adventure.” Flask at his side, Noland would sit on his front porch with the boy and regale him with stories of guiding ships in from the Pacific Ocean across the Columbia River sandbar, one of the world’s most dangerous. “Donnie, at times them waves’d be three stories high,” he would say. “See that telephone pole? Them white horses’d snap that like a toothpick.” Eyes wide, Donnie glanced at the pole. “There’s a reason,” said Noland, “they call it the ‘Graveyard of the Pacific.’ ” “Sounds scary,” said Donnie. “Why do you do that, Mr. Noland?” “It’s the adventure, lad. It’s wondering what’s behind the next wave—and the one beyond that, and on and on.”
[...] In contrast to Michael Noland, some people regarded Donnie with a touch of suspicion. The issues? Mischief in general and marbles in particular. Donnie was such a good player that the kids in the neighborhood would routinely lose most of their marbles—and their allowances—to the kid who lived on Kensington Avenue.
[...] He lived a sort of Huckleberry Finn life, particularly in the summer on the river. He loved the land, loved the water, loved the freedom that came with both. The Northwest was rich in Indian lore, and when Louie Jacobson—half Native American—took Donnie under his wing, the boy relished the lessons he learned. Jacobson taught him to shoot a yew-wood bow and arrow, to trap small animals, and to catch crawdads. People joked that Louie was half-Indian—and Donnie full-blooded. He explored the river in an old rowboat, fished for sea-run cutthroats, picked wild blackberries, and camped on the riverbanks. No schedule. No responsibilities. Nobody to answer to—least of all his father, whose insurance business capsized in the Depression and who, if not lost at sea, was beaten and battered trying to stay afloat. His father was “never the same,” Don Malarkey remembered as an adult. “Just went numb.” Books deepened Donnie’s sense of adventure; like Mr. Noland, he began wondering what was beyond the next wave. When the rains came in November, he would curl up with Roy Rockwood’s Bomba the Jungle Boy series. Inspired by Bomba’s living-off-the-land spirit, he adopted a swath of alder saplings at Fifteenth and Madison as his own private jungle. He would climb to a treetop, grab a branch, start swinging it, then use the “whip” to send him to the next tree, where he repeated the process. He could go an entire block without touching the ground. If Bomba inspired Donnie to climb up, his own imagination inspired him to jump down. In the early 1930s, when the U.S. Army was only beginning to experiment with the idea of parachuting men out of airplanes, Donnie climbed to the roof of the Malarkeys’ two-story house. He popped open a beach umbrella and eased himself to the roof’s edge. As if he were the Statue of Liberty holding her torch, he thrust the umbrella skyward. And jumped.
~ Bob Welch
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sweetreichel · 2 months ago
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October: Breast Cancer Awareness Month
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floridaboiler · 3 months ago
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October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
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sperya · 3 months ago
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(via "Rooted in Hope, Together We Fight Breast Cancer" Classic T-Shirt for Sale by speerya)
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sw1tchbackli · 2 months ago
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October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month 🙏🏻💕💓💗💞
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ms-boogie-man · 3 months ago
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fight like a girl
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ihaveaweirdidea · 1 year ago
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October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. 🤟🏻
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moxleys-tits · 3 months ago
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Me, welcoming October.
"IT'S OCTOBER 3RD." - iykyk
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