Category Archives: the beginning

materialism

Every year i want to make the garden bigger until there is a farm there maybe and mountains instead of the neighbors hoovering houses. Besides the white dog there will suddenly be two big cows and you will teach me … Continue reading

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Forever loved by all

The day we said goodbye to Glenn started as a sunny day like the day before, but slowly turned into a complete washout. The family was drained from Glenns impoverishment and his goodbye was limited to a small memorial service … Continue reading

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A Glenn Hartman Salute

REMEMBERING A BROTHER Middle Child Syndrome Everyone has their own favorite personal stories of Glenn. The fifth born, third son of George and Joan Hartman. Everyone remembers his mischievous smile, his happy laugh, his love of life, his beautiful children … Continue reading

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Envelope Art

Click on above art for full view then hit back to go back to gallery. Glenn was just like his mom. He was a letter writer. Our brother spent more than half his life in jail. He spent a lot … Continue reading

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Glenn Hartman 10-26-62 to 8-17-14

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photos found on my phone

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have a haPPy ChristMAS and a bRAVE new YEAR !

I recently wrote about lack of a total family photo together but this comes close. From Photos That Make You Think December 2006 a photo probably taken by Mom in the early eighties or closer to the last year in … Continue reading

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Gettysburg 1970

two score and three years ago our father, full of determination and curiosity gathered his young family into a green Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser and journeyed 200 miles southwest into the belly of American history, the fields of Civil War death, … Continue reading

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All we are, is all we will ever be.

I’d like to bring you back again and see if you changed your mind about death. Brenda called “SHOTGUN!” as my sisters ran to my car. Beverly just smiled and elegantly squeezed her long lean body into the crowded back … Continue reading

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As I was saying, the moon was orange…

…thru the pine trees of our camp site. It felt like we were a million miles from New Jersey but there we were right squat in the middle of it. In the middle of what seemed to be nowhere. You … Continue reading

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