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Say hello to Hunter ❤️💛 our new @wellsfargo pony 🐴 Stop by your local Wells Fargo History Museum to pick one up😊 Visit www.wellsfargohistory.com to learn about Hunter and all of our ponies ❤️🐴💛 #hunter #wfpony #wellsfargopony #wellsfargohistorymuseum #wellsfargobank #wellsfargomuseum (at Wells Fargo History Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqdT7tnlE3TvqCcsXc7nA-fXvCGu7W81ieVPiI0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1al7sspz4b97n

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Good morning Philly ❤️ 🔔 🥨 #dilworthpark #clothespin #topiary #itsbeginningtolookalotlikechristmas 🎅🤶🎄 #myhometown #iseptaphilly #philadelphia_ig #morninggram (at Dilworth Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqM30RSlQFGt_ED3l1Mqc-TLwUnKf96UgY5Cas0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vgib3cjpmg6v

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So there’s an #awesome new book in @helenahunting #puckedseries ... #puckedlove ... and you need it!!!! 🥳🥳 She says it’s the last but I refuse to believe her 😁 Pick up your copy today ❤️🖤🏒 Apple Books Kobo Nook Google Play Amazon US/CA/AU/UK As an NHL player, relationships haven’t been my thing. Shrouded in secrecy and speculation, they never last very long. But then that’s what happens when you require an NDA before the first date. Until Charlene. She’s like a firefly. She’s elusive, and if you catch her she’ll burn bright, but keeping her trapped dulls her fire and dims her beauty. I caught her. And as much as I might want to keep her, I’ll never put the lid on her jar. Not at the risk of losing her. So I've let her set the rules in our relationship. But as long hidden secrets expose us both, I discover exactly how fragile Charlene is, and how much I need her. We’re all broken. We’re all messed up. Some more than others. Me more than most. #darlene #pucked #puckedseries #puckedlove (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqJKGmjFEmiSYUdLNB5vw2UC3BFKlnRybemSRc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rnem48fvzsci

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It arrived a few days late ... and 2 sizes too big ... but I love it and will wear it proudly 💙💙💙💙💙 #angrymob #ivoted #marchon #weareheretostay #beafraid #suburbanwoman #citygirl #dangerouscombination #womensmarchphilly #womensmarch (at Ardmore, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp-YVcQlVdUi0Wrh5JKhbS90xs0UfUlePP0iEU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1abgd06yc3aff

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#ivoted 🇺🇸 #hehelped 🇺🇸 #teachthemyoung ❤️💙 (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp3IZxMlL34WgPAE0aAsUHFFQCtabwdntQ8OgY0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dr2ammgmdk95

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PSA: VOTE 😁 #iamavoter #vote #voteforchange (at Ardmore, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp1kTJWFWcKB4xvOQIQDwv7bS91wArPx321dWs0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=micnulcpb25o

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#countryfirst #vote (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpvhW3xFsgo8TELoXxp97yOM73bHAcxzR2E1Yc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8s3rm960kwz1

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This weeks library book 📖 Looks like Mama’s love for @nhl and #audiobooks is rubbing off 😁❤️🏒🥅 #hockeyhistory #stlouisblues (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpkxlMkl4Q4RMyhXSzkV5dDC8yAF3pmAADBZo80/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2rvrkem3lf11

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PSA ... #yourewelcome 🤭☺️#officehumor or #officereality #youdecide 🥂 (at Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpRo59MB1mz8ceavrGP3y7EAHfONPzgCwkfe_Q0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1kmgjpr0plcwo

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Sooooooooo excited ❤️📚❤️📚❤️📚 @shakespeareandco.rittenhouse #bookstoresrock #bibliophile #readallthebooks #rittenhousesquare #rittrow #philadelphia (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoaOyQchfgHmg9wmpUw-fzoNmBifxqNC_Z6lc00/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=uz534r3b1v3k

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Her bravery, grace, and honestly is unsurpassed ❤️💔 #strength #honesty #courage #christineblaseyford #stopkavanaugh (at Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoPLZLOhgJCSxZ_HYUR0oDmQkLkPwUbB6M_6fc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1nnpvxz2pblhc

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@thereallaurelinpaige is proud to launch the first book in The Ryder Brothers, the first series in her new Spark line! Short, steamy sparks of romance, these quick reads will be released in Kindle Unlimited and will deliver the steamy passion that Laurelin Paige is known for. Even more exciting, fellow authors Kayti McGee and JD Hawkins have joined Laurelin to bring you The Ryder Brothers - Three complete stand-alones featuring ex-boy band members Nick, Jake and Jonas Ryder! The first book, Close, written by Laurelin Paige, is coming October 10th! You can add all three books to Goodreads here: CLOSE by Laurelin Paige: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42036631-close WANT by Kayti McGee: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42036675-want MORE by JD Hawkins: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42036663-more https://www.instagram.com/p/BoNbinuh17Px91LeLofFR1Hby9hLNwMsWz3eeo0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1dtwr4z2qjnfr

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🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 A shattered woman. A changed man. Church Logan wanted to kill someone, and Emma Hartley wanted to die - they were a match made in hell. But one little cut, a pint or two of blood, and suddenly everything between them is different. Are they still destined for greatness? Or has the darkness finally eclipsed them and torn them apart? Looks like it's time for Church to practice what he preaches. Ignition, meet explosion. Warning: if you have triggers - this story will touch on a lot of them. This book is a dark romance, 65,000+ words. @stylofantome @givemebooksblog GOODREADS LINK: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40623281-preach ALSO AVAILABLE #1 Church. US: https://amzn.to/2pgYJHM UK: https://amzn.to/2xvQA6f CA: https://amzn.to/2OzMsJJ AU: https://amzn.to/2NU73eA Free in Kindle Unlimited AUTHOR BIO Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ... forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT. I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me. Yeah. I think that about sums me up. AUTHOR LINKS Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/stylofantomeauthor Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Stylo-Fantôme/e/B00M4QNXUC Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8306834.Stylo_Fantome Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/profile/stylo-fantome Twitter: https://twitter.com/StyloFantome Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/stylofantome https://www.instagram.com/p/BoNak58Bzn93ektlWobe4-F25EL04rtPCTslX00/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1q22r6iis7mz4

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#dontwanna #adultingsucks (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoJS7PlBlomEIcnWotsH7neXuKOh4GaREGy2mo0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dcghwf5m3w0j

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An emotional anniversary

Way back when I used to write.

A friend sent me an article I wrote after the events on September 11, 2001. I was 29, single, and the world as I knew it was changed forever.

Here is the article..

A Life-Altering Event By: Ursula Nicole-Sutch 

Sept 16, 2001 

- As I sit here trying to find the words to write, I am finally reacting to the events of this historic week. Do I cry uncontrollably or scream out in anger? Is it wrong for me to stay quiet or should I become an activist for America? I am so confused it physically hurts.

My heart goes out to the families and friends of the deceased and missing. My strength goes out to the fire fighters, emergency medical personnel, police officers, volunteers, Armed Forces, and the leaders of our country. I am humbled by the incredible determination in the eyes of these people. Thank you for risking your lives for so many.

Tuesday morning I was sitting at my desk working, like all of those in the World Trade Center and Pentagon, when all hell broke loose. My entire department huddled around one computer stunned in disbelief. As we returned to our desks, another alert sounded and the Pentagon was hit, then another plane crashed outside of Pittsburgh.

It was (and still is) incomprehensible. As the events unfolded it was like watching a Hollywood movie because this does not happen in the United States. This is America; we are one hundred feet tall and bulletproof!

TOO CLOSE TO HOME My mother and I held a candle light vigil outside of our home symbolizing hope, love, and support. I have watched the news reports, read the papers, viewed the pictures thousands of times and just now it is beginning to sink in... we are vulnerable. Five days later I have finally realized that the events of September 11, 2001 are in fact real.

Many of those affected by this tragic act of violence are members of my community. My company has four Capital Management team members missing; coworkers have friends who are deceased and missing.

What really hit me where it hurts are the countless victims that are in my generation. I could have been one of the innocent lives lost at 29 years old. You see my generation has never had to deal with war. We are a generation raised on video games, television, and computers. We have never questioned our safety or freedom.

The veterans and law enforcement officials have been subjected to our ignorance as we selfishly enjoy the freedom they provide for us. The heart and soul of who they are and what they do were never instilled in our souls. It’s almost as if we are empty shells wandering around aimlessly searching for some meaning to our lives.

We were a generation lost, but thanks to this horrific act of terrorism we have been found.

My generation has not actually felt the pain of a Nation in distress. We never had to ration or enlist like our grandparents. The word 'draft', up until now, has been the term used in racing. We were never taught the true meaning of what it is to BE an American.

The history books tell about the wars but not the passions associated with them. Family members and friends who served in various tours of duty told us tales of heroism, but never stressed the importance of those actions. No one person is to blame for this, it’s just the way time has passed since those memories were repressed.

INDEPENDENCE DAY I was born in America, Philadelphia to be exact, but on September 11, 2001 I BECAME an American. I now see why we are the land of the free and the home of the brave. When I adorn the red, white, and blue; breathe in the air outside; and see City Hall, the Liberty Bell, and Independence Hall I can finally feel patriotism. It’s as if a blindfold has been removed from my eyes and I can see what I have been hearing about for decades.

I once had a friend very near and dear to my heart that was a member of the Marine Woman’s Auxiliary and a staunch supporter of fire fighters. Her civic pride always mystified me. She lived in a small; close knit New Jersey town and I just presumed that was their way of life. Big city life is the complete opposite. You don’t know your neighbors let alone your local fire fighters.

We never had a conversation that did not include a mention of the local fire companies or her work with the Marines. How sad I feel that I finally know why she felt that way and cannot celebrate my newfound pride with her. I know she is with me in spirit and will help me to keep this new light shining brightly.

WAKE UP CALL Living in the City of Brotherly Love, we are a target like New York, Los Angeles, Boston, Chicago, and Washington, D.C., but never once have I let it curtail any part of my life.

I will still fly, attend events where thousands of people converge at one time, voice my opinions, and go on with my life. I hope other Americans will do the same. We cannot live in fear. We must be resilient!

In the shadow of this new pride and patriotism I still continue my struggle to understand why we have to deal with this act of terrorism. Adding to this is the news that my cousin will be deployed with the Navy next week and war is imminent. All of these emotions make my heart heavy, braided with worry and pride.

As the courageous men and women work tirelessly in their search and rescue/retrieval efforts in New York, Washington, D.C. and Pennsylvania, I will do what I can in my own backyard to support them. Even though I may never understand the reasons behind this heinous act I will go on... WE must go on.

WE SHALL OVERCOME Grandmothers, grandfathers, mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, sisters, brothers, spouses, and friends have been lost forever, but their spirits live on. I am a firm believer of everything happening for a reason. Maybe this happened to give us a wake up call, to make us realize all that we have taken for granted for too many years. Whatever the reason, we are all irrevocably changed forever. Let’s make this a positive change.

I truly wish the cowards who attacked us could read this. I know I am not alone and they need to know that too. Everyday more members of my generation wake up to this same realization and our Nation becomes stronger.

They foolishly thought they could bring the United States down to their level. Well, surprise, surprise, She is not made of mortar, brick, and bodies alone. America is an idea, a spirit, a passion... an eternal flame.

As hard as they try, they cannot extinguish our eternal flame... but they will be burned by it. God bless America!

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17th anniversary ... message still rings true ❤️🙏 #neverforget (at McCarrie Crib) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnkbeNulJA46V-uK8WVMPfvfVntOnQz9qzO7Hs0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10miu62t2p3bw