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Val Patterson, Obituary

Val “Rocky” Patterson Obituary
Val “Rocky” Patterson of Salt Lake City, Utah died last week of throat cancer at 59. The man whose motto was “anything for a laugh” has achieved post-mortem celebrity for the confessional obituary he left behind:

Now that I have gone to my reward, I have confessions and things I should now say. As it turns out, I AM the guy who stole the safe from the Motor View Drive Inn back in June, 1971. I could have left that unsaid, but I wanted to get it off my chest. Also, I really am NOT a PhD. What happened was that the day I went to pay off my college student loan at the U of U, the girl working there put my receipt into the wrong stack, and two weeks later, a PhD diploma came in the mail. I didn’t even graduate, I only had about 3 years of college credit. In fact, I never did even learn what the letters “PhD” even stood for. For all of the Electronic Engineers I have worked with, I’m sorry, but you have to admit my designs always worked very well, and were well engineered, and I always made you laugh at work. Now to that really mean Park Ranger; after all, it was me that rolled those rocks into your geyser and ruined it. I did notice a few years later that you did get Old Faithful working again. To Disneyland – you can now throw away that “Banned for Life” file you have on me, I’m not a problem anymore – and SeaWorld San Diego, too, if you read this.

Read the full version here.
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Everyone seems normal

Everyone seems normal
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On growing up

growing up is a trap
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Art and literature students

Art and literature students

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50 Photos That Brought the War Home

Larry Burrows' photograph of 21-year-old helicopter crew chief James Farley sobbing, alone, after a disastrous March 1965 mission is almost too intimate, too personal

Here are 50 photos that show how  great photojournalism quite literally brought war — every war — home to millions of Americans.

Thank a Vet today.

First day of kindergarten

This poor kid is not so sure about this whole school thing. I did the same thing on my first day of kindergarden. So much so that my mother had to sit outside the classroom the entire day. I eventually got over it. However, I did still feel like crying on the first day of each subsequent year all the way through college. It even happens now as an adult on Mondays when I start the work week.

I wish I could say it gets better kid, but it doesn’t.

MY FIRST DAY

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Why is it so much easier said than done?

This is your life. Here are some words to live by. Why is it so much easier said than done?
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