This is Harry Moseley. He was an 11 year old boy with an inoperable brain tumor. He raised money for brain cancer research and made bracelets, and did public speaking to raise awareness and funds for his illness.
Harry is one of the bravest boys I’ve ever heard of, and many people had the honor of meeting him before his passing.
Harry passed away at 11.10pm on the 8th October 2011.
He was an inspiration to many, and still will be in the future. He was a shining star in everyone’s sky and still will be for me. He was a brave, brave boy and I hope he’s comfortable where he is now.
RIP Harry, and everyone please remember to Help Harry Help Others <3
COME ON. THIS WILL NOT MAKE YOUR BLOG UGLY.
R.I.P Harry <3
Rest peacefully, Harry! I did not know you, and that’s unfortunate, but thank you for seeing a need and doing something about it.
R.I.P baby :(
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The Eyes of Animals by Suren Manvelyan
Suren, who has a Phd in Theoretical Physics with a specialization in Quantum Chaos, moonlights as a photographer of the vast, topographical landscapes of eyes. Check out his website surenmanvelyan.com to peer into the eyes of many, many more eyes. It’s Highlights time, can you match each eye to their animal?
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sometimes we complain about the cross we bear not realizing that it’s preparing us for the dip in the road that God can see and we cannot…
Love this. So true, so true. <3
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An old Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Paopa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Don’t dig up that garden. That’ s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie
At 4 a.m. The next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love you, Vinnie
AW :(
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