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From the girls:
June 06- A new poem from Bethany- i miss her every day
Bethany wrote a poem in memory of her MOM
My Mom and Her Deadly Disease by Patricia

Levites at Mrs. Desk's Memorial Service.
9 March 2003
3/5/03 The Desk is slowly beginning operations again. Thank You for your patience. See Below
2/25/03 It's over. Melissa is at peace.
Please do not send flowers. A trust fund for the girls' college will be set up at Landmark Credit Union, Danville Illinois.
To her REAL Obituary with trust fund info. some Memories
Poetic Tribute from a friend.

the entire Levite and Wahlfeldt Families thank you.

The Last Update. Posted 24 Jan/03

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m_levite@hotmail.com

Something I got in email from a friend... How Could GOD let this happen?

CHRISTMAS TABLECLOTH STORIES I got one of these in the mail. Dr. Leftover found the other one. Both are very touching. Please read them both and tell me which you like better.

• The Gold and Ivory Tablecloth

• The Tablecloth

WOMAN Power !

Take all American women who are within five years of menopause - train us
for a few weeks, outfit us with automatic weapons, grenades, gas masks,
moisturizer with SPF15, Prozac, hormones, chocolate, and canned tuna -
drop us (parachuted, preferably) across the landscape of Afghanistan, and
let us do what comes naturally.

Think about it. Our anger quotient alone, even when doing standard stuff
like grocery shopping and paying bills, is formidable enough to make even
armed men in turbans tremble.

We've had our children, we would gladly suffer or die to protect them and
their future. We'd like to get away from our husbands, if they haven't
left already. And for those of us who are single, the prospect of finding
a good man with whom to share life is about as likely as being struck by
lightning. We have nothing to lose.

We've survived the water diet, the protein diet, the carbohydrate diet,
and the grapefruit diet in gyms and saunas across America and never lost
a pound. We can easily survive months in the hostile terrain of
Afghanistan with no food at all!

We've spent years tracking down our husbands or boyfriends in bars,
hardware stores, or sporting events...finding bin Laden in some cave
will be no problem.

Uniting all the warring tribes of Afghanistan in a new government?
Oh, please ... we've planned the seating arrangements for in-laws and
extended families at Thanksgiving dinners for years ... we understand
tribal warfare.

Between us, we've divorced enough husbands to know every trick there is
for how they hide, launder, or cover up bank accounts and money sources.
We know how to find that money and we know how to seize it ... with or
without the government's help!

Let us go and fight. The Taliban hates women. Imagine their terror as we
crawl like ants with hot-flashes over their godforsaken terrain.

I'm going to write my Congresswoman. You should, too!

Chocolate pecan pie

This is Very very VERY Rich!!!

Ingredients

• 1 (9 inch) pie shell
• 1 cup white sugar
• 1 cup light corn syrup
• 1/2 cup butter
• 4 eggs, beaten
• 1/4 cup bourbon
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
• 1/4 teaspoon salt
• 6 ounces semisweet chocolate chips
• 1 cup chopped pecans

1. Preheat oven to 325 degrees F (165 degrees F).
2. In a small saucepan combine sugar, corn syrup, and butter or margarine. Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly, until butter or margarine melts and sugar dissolves. Cool slightly.
3. In a large bowl combine eggs, bourbon, vanilla, and salt. Mix well. Slowly pour sugar mixture into egg mixture, whisking constantly. Stir in chocolate chips and pecans. Pour mixture into pie shell.
4. Bake in preheated oven for 50 to 55 minutes, or until set and golden. May be served warm or chilled.

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