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Timeline Breakdown in Brief
Oh what a web life weaves!

Ever notive how different people keep track of time in different ways?  I don't mean during the day or a week.  I mean throughout life.  How do you keep track of your life's timeline? 

My timeline was severely messed up by several consecutive traumatic events spanned over several years and years of lies and made up stories I received as answers when I asked questions, and the stories differ depending on who you ask.  I may never get it all straightened out.  In chunks, I think in terms of gradeschool, high school, the Air Force, and since the Air Force.  Here I've broken it into two chunks.  Year/School and Age/Location. 

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section or topic marker Before 1980-81 see the "where i came from and how" link to the left.

section or topic marker After a divorce, how long is long enough to wait before you start dating?  Is a month waiting too long after the divorce?  When you do date, what if you meet that new guy right away and decide to marry him.... shouldn't you tell your kids?  Should you just shack up with him on the weekends for a while before you tell your kid, or do you just start bringing him home and tell your kid it's none of their business?  Should you tell your kid before, or after you get married.  Shouldn't the kids have some say about this?  Doesn't the kid had a right to know?  How long after you get married should you tell your kid?  How many times should you get married before you tell your kid?  Nah... it's none of the kids' business.... she's just a kid.
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section or topic marker Should you tell your kids before you decide to move?  How long before....a day, two days, a week....?  Do they have a right to know at all.  They're just kids, they have no need to know.  Your kids go where you tell them to, when you tell them to, and children are to be seen, not heard.  They work to earn their keep, and should not get too much love or needless attention or they'll lose respect for you.  You should practice hard work and never spare the rod.  Ignore them and they will always be at your beck and call.... right?!  One day we moved....and were on the road for a long time.
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section or topic marker Finally we landed in Grangeville, Idaho - I was in 7th grade.
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section or topic marker Somehow I ended up living back in Clarksville, Michigan before the beginning of the next school year - 8th grade!!
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section or topic marker Junior year of High School - Fairbanks, Alaska..... here I come.....
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section or topic marker Is 17 too young to get married?  If your kid came to you with those papers you have to sign in order to get married as a minor.... would you sign them, or put your foot down, BE a parent, and refuse to allow your kid to make this mistake until she's at least 18? ...... NO.. you let her quit school, you sign the papers, get her the hell out of the house, and spent the next 5 months complaining about how irresponsible she is!  Then when she leaves and goes back to school, you make sure you make friends with her new 'husband' so you can trash talk your daughter with him, then blame her for the rest of her life when HE totally screws you over!!! Duh!  What kind of parent are you?!
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section or topic marker FINALLY I did graduate..... in Michigan.... from Lakewood High School!  That was a major feat in itself! 
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section or topic marker I remained in Lake-O for a while..... until I left with my friend Dewey, we were headed back to Alaska!!!!!
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section or topic marker So.... how the hell did I end up in Arnegard, North Dakota picking up potatoes?! 
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section or topic marker That led to back DannEK again.... in Paonia, Colorado.
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section or topic marker That led to working on the ranches, a stint in Ogallala, Nebraska, and guide and outfitting in the mountains of Craig & Meeker, CO.  But... I'm horribly allergic to horses and cows...  You can't be a wrangler if your allergic to livestock. 
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section or topic marker So I ended up back in Delta, Colorado for a while, then had to leave the home ranch too. 
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section or topic marker Next place to go was Grand Junction, Colorado where I did finally enlist in the US Air Force, on Oct 31, 1989.  But I couldn't leave right away.  So I found a job, ended up moving in with my boss, and waited till the USAF had room for me.
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section or topic marker It was like passing an act of freaking congress for me to get into the Air Force, but I finally got to leave.... on 1 April 1990.
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section or topic marker Easy enough to understand... my time began with Basic Training at Lackland AFB, San Antonio, TX. My technical schooling at USAF School of Aerospace Medicine at Brooks AFB - also in San Antonio, TX - where I became a 901X0 / 4F0X1.
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section or topic marker The USAF led me to Hahn AB, Germany for 3 years, where I did have a daughter 4 NOV 92.  But she died of SIDS when she was one month old.
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section or topic marker From Germany I went to Elmendorf AFB Anchorage, Alaska for 3 years.  This is where Emit came into my life. Emit - my dog!! Bryan (from Germany) and his kids came to visit - that's when we got engaged (still in mourning, still devastated, I naturally fell in love.... with his kids.)  Then I got pregnant.  So we got married anyway. He got his assignment to Alaska and walked out within a month, taking his kids with him of course, and all freaking hell broke loose then and there. I had a son 31 DEC 93.  But he was taken from me at birth by the parents that were going to adopted him.  But that takes about six months.  Only THEN would Bryan give me a divorce.
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section or topic marker I remarried in 1996 and moved to Eglin AFB Ft. Walton Beach, FL  for one year too long, before I was discharged from the USAF in 1997.
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section or topic marker It was then that I returned to Fairbanks, Alaska. But I was sick... and it got worse.
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section or topic marker I moved into my little cabin without water or plumbing Mar 1998. I was still sick, at the bottom of the barrel, but getting better.  I will swear till my dying day that my introduction to the Internet and digital graphics saved my life.  The desire to learn web design and graphics gave me a goal, and the Internet as a whole gave me the world at my fingertips.  First it was non stop research, then answers and solutions.
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section or topic marker I wasn't able to re socialize myself with the common public again though until 1999 when I enrolled at University of Alaska Fairbanks. And also (prematurely - as I didn't really have the talent for it) started XentriX Dezinz, my own web design business.  Nobody would hire me without experience, so I had to create the experience.
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section or topic marker I knew how much time I'd wasted hold up in that cabin, so I dove in head first.  I enrolled in the MSSP (Micro Computer Support Specialist Program) and attended full time to full time and a half steadily, maintaining a 4.0 GPA Fall semester 1999 - Fall Semester 2002.
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section or topic marker That year, my time invested in tutoring in the computer labs at TVC named me Student Employee of the Year (which was a very big deal to me considering how I got there and where I'd been only a year and a few months earlier), and I was assisting in the classes of other instructors. 
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section or topic marker I'd also gotten involved in a serious relationship with one of my fellow MSSP Students, we'll call him JB.  A charming mamma's-boy who (as it turns out hindsight 20/20) was clearly way too young and way too immature for me.  The first year (2001-2002) of the relationship was so awesome and wonderful, being in a loving relationship like I'd never thought possible, reaching levels of connection I'd only dreamed of.
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section or topic marker Still attending courses of my own full time, the tutoring fell into my boyfriend's lap, a natural runner up since he was often there with me anyhow (and had never had a regular job), I then taught for two semesters at UAF TVC, and was working as a telecommuting member of the web design team at Third Sector Technologies for over a year (Feb 2001 - Aug 2002).  It turned out that I wasn't "teacher material".
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section or topic marker The second year (2002-2003) of the relationship was a downward spiral from the word "go" as I found levels of patience and tolerance I didn't even know I was capable of.  That year coincidentally my GPA steadily went down and it affected me personally to the extent that I had another relapse of illnesses and pulled out of school - it didn't help that we were in the same degree program and often the same classes!!  [don't do that!  it's too close]  A bittersweet ending to the relationship in Feb 2003 still leaves my heart aching almost a year later; however that lasted for two years - a record.  I don't want him back, but I miss him still. (see www.writeorwrong.com)
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section or topic marker All things happen for a reason, good or bad, and it's often tuff to see the good in the reasoning until later.  I'd started working for one of my former instructors in Oct 2002 as an emergency hire/temp assistance and was hired into a real position March 2003, where I am still working as an Instructional Designer for UAF Distance Education. I bought a house (yes, an actual HOME with plumbing and everything) in March 2003.  March seemed to be a turning point for me. Even thought I didn't actually get moved into the new house until about July 2003, it's so much better back on my own two feet, SINGLE (as it should be)!! 
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section or topic marker Here we are already at the year 2004.  I've still not been able to regain that stamina I had as a student and still don't have that 2-yr degree, but I have 90cr. at UAF to apply to life..... but I'll get there. My goal is still to finish that degree so I can apply the remaining 30+ credits to the second one or a higher level degree. I aim also to obtain at least an associates in Education with the primary focus on Pedagogy - learning theory and instructional design (vs. web design). See also Whas'sup Rosie? to see what I'm doing now.

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