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Remember our Troops on the Fourth of July

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http://booksforsoldiers.com/ The Fourth of July has always been my favorite holiday, closely followed by Thanksgiving.  It is a time to celebrate American independence and remember the challenges, struggles and achievements of our 235 year old nation.  Many of these struggles fell on the shoulders of our citizen soldiers and they have never failed to answer the call. While we enjoy a picnic at the beach, fireworks over our cities, and a barbeque in the backyard, let's take a moment to remember our fellow citizens stationed in Iraq, Afghanistan and in military bases around the world.  "Books for Soldiers" accepts donations of books (preferably softcover), magazines and dvds, which they distribute to soldiers stationed overseas.  Think of a soldier far from home and how good it feels to receive a package.  Something so small, like receiving a copy of "Sports Illustrated" or the latest John Grisham novel, can mean a lot to an American soldier on the other

James Dean: Actor * Legend ∞ Icon

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In the early hours of the morning of February 8, 1931, 20-year-old Mildred Wilson Dean, married for the previous 7 months to Winton Dean a dental technician, gave birth, in the couple's tiny apartment in Marion, Indiana, to a healthy baby boy she named James Byron.  For his services, the doctor who delivered the baby was paid the sum of $15.  No one, except perhaps Mildred, could have possibly imagined the future that lay in store for this little boy. 55 years ago James Dean’s life ended in a car crash when his limited edition Porsche Spyder racing car (nicknamed “Little Bastard”) crashed into a Ford Sedan driven by 23-year-old Donald Turnupseed at the intersection of Routes 41 and 46, just outside the small town of Cholame, California.  Dean was heading to a car race in Salinas that afternoon with his friend and mechanic, Rolf Wutherich, in the two-seater Porsche purchased the week before at Competition Motors in L.A. Following Dean and Wutherich, in Dean’s Ford station wag