Para conocer a los demás primero debo conocerme. Ohh rayos, mi vida tengo ganas. Tengo ganas de saber quién eres. Tengo ganas de saber lo que te gusta y disgusta. Tengo ganas de decirle a tu cuerpo que te quiero. Tengo ganas de no usar palabras para hablarte. Tengo ganas de mirarte como si fueras mi reflejo. Tengo ganas de acercarme a ti utilizando mi olfato.

Bridgeport was a beautiful town as shown in theses cards. One of the sites that I enjoy doing is the Bridgeport History in Postcards. There are 500 postcards, many of the postcards show businesses that were active in Bridgeport. There are also pictures of school, parks and churches. I also have a page of Bridgeport History Links.

Jack Nisbet is a naturalist and writer who lives in Spokane, Washington.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009. In the view of distant observers from Washington, D. , western Indians could not possibly stand up to these drastic changes. One United States Army private, who traveled up the Columbia four different times during this tumult, nevertheless tried very hard to put a face on the people who most of his superiors assumed were fading toward extinction. When the oven of a sw.