tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19482208.post5884595593167127096..comments2023-01-11T16:16:57.451+01:00Comments on The Wall of Time: We tell ourselves stories in order to live: 20 lines of why I love Joan DidionJonashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11066729460684818710noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19482208.post-86072796491928312302017-07-24T23:16:14.894+02:002017-07-24T23:16:14.894+02:00I realize this is an old post, but I never forgot ...I realize this is an old post, but I never forgot this story. I clipped it from the Bakersfield Californian newspaper and shared it at show & tell with my class in 1969. I was in the 6th grade (Noble School) and I hurt so much for this young girl and her brother Jeffrey. Jody, if you ever read this post, I hope you will let us know the name of your book. I would love to read it.<br />Julia Daniels, Russell.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09022514380809854640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19482208.post-35230776148360599942015-10-17T06:44:52.022+02:002015-10-17T06:44:52.022+02:00I look forward to reading your book. I hope you ar...I look forward to reading your book. I hope you are doing well.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04337942832767795576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19482208.post-75490000904254325462015-10-17T06:44:26.284+02:002015-10-17T06:44:26.284+02:00I look forward to reading your book. I hope you ar...I look forward to reading your book. I hope you are doing well.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04337942832767795576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19482208.post-66127348628820942482012-03-12T08:20:13.671+01:002012-03-12T08:20:13.671+01:00I am that little girl, my Name is Jody. They did n...I am that little girl, my Name is Jody. They did not have to pry my fingers off the fence, I was holding onto the fence because I was trying to kill a stink bug that was coming toword me. when the Officer saw me he stopped traffic so I could come to the center devider to him. I never ran after my Mom amd Step Father. I was told to run accros the freeway and my new Mommy and Daddy would be there waiting for me.<br />I am in the process of writing a book now. I see that my story stuck with people and changed there lives, I hope it changed it for the better. I know that the day I was left was the day my life began. The abuse had finely stopped.Jodynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19482208.post-13196599237840069902008-08-23T05:21:00.000+02:002008-08-23T05:21:00.000+02:00"The child, whose fingers had to be pried loose fr..."The child, whose fingers had to be pried loose from the Cyclone fence when she was rescued twelve hours later by the California Highway Patrol, reported that she had run after the car 'for a long time.'" <BR/><BR/>Now I love her too. I hope she has a book where she just boils down local news stories to their devastating kernel.Willhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05799869059793681283noreply@blogger.com