“Sometimes the past is something you just cannot let go of and sometimes the past is something we’ll do anything to forget and sometimes we learn something new about the past that changes everything we know about the present”

This month has marked a full year of inpatient freeness for me. It has been an interesting year to say it nicely. A year of discovery, independence, and rebuilding. I had to relearn how to do things, learn to trust as well as to reach out for help.

I have developed a greater appreciation for the small things in life.

I no longer have to sign out my shampoo, ask to take a shower. Fifteen-minute checks are a thing of the past. Weekends are no longer wasted time. Sleeping in past 7am equals awesome.

To be perfectly honest, at times, I would rather be inpatient; than being in my house.

About a year and a half ago, a therapist I worked with inpatient recognized that I needed a specialized therapist. She saw a psychologist speak about DID once and called her. Two days after I was discharged, I saw the psychologist. We did not connect instantly but I could tell she was very different from all the others I tried to work with.

She did not say inpatient every time we talked about dying she actually understood well for being an only. We never liked being on medication and all the other therapists we tried to work with would never work with us unless we were medicated but not her. She supported us to become strong enough to be med-free it has been seven months now and we feel so much different, clearer.

When parts have abreactions in her office she sits on the floor with whoever as they lay on the floor, in a fetal position and cry. When it is over, she is so gentle, kind-hearted and humane. This is something that has been unfamiliar to all of us. She is the first therapist to not be scared away by us.

Our friends have been there from the very beginning and they did not run away. During the flashbacks they would hold us and tell, us it will stop go away soon. Every time we were inpatient they came to visit, or wrote letters, cards or sent fun packages. Even after we ignored them for four months, they did not leave us.

Our friend told us something we will never forget “you’ve always been a success story to me, first for surviving, and now, thriving. I have had great respect for you since the first day I met you, even before we became friends. Your life has always had purpose even in the days before you realized how much potential you have, and how phenomenal your achievements have been, already.”

I choose to hold the people I love in a special place in my heart. A place where no one can take it away. In addition, that love is mine and only mine. While I do not have many people who support me, it does not mean I have no one.

Dilton Quadrangle: 1/2 mile east of Dilton Store on south side of Bradyville Pike,
Photographed by Patsy Paterson

2Pats2cats@comcast.net

Sophia C. Bynum

08 Jul 1891

11 Mar 1965

Will G. Bynum

20 Oct 1891

20 May 1969

Annie

Belle Arnette

1857

1939

Callie Arnette

15 Feb 1883

26 Nov 1973

Elizabeth D. Arnette

1887

1963

James L. Arnette

1880-1953

Grover C. Arnette

Tennessee

PVT 346 Co.

Motor Trans. Corps.

17 Aug 1892

1 Aug 1945

Nettie Arnette

07 Jun 1880

12 Jan 1974

Oscar Arnette

31 May 1878

11 May 1955

T. Hoyte Arnette

21 Jun 1885

04 Jan 1941

————————–

NO STONE

Daughter

Barbara Gean Armstrong

Jun 1937

Apr 1939

William Hall Arnette

26 Sep 1894

30 Aug 1954

Willie Belle Arnette

03 Oct 1905

31 Dec 2001

William Hall Arnette

Waggoner Sup. Co 317 F. A. 81 Div

WWI

26 Sep 1894

30 Aug 1954

Dossie E. Arnold

24 Dec 1903

01 Feb 1970

Jimmie Snow Arnold

28 Dec 1912

07 Jun 1983

Mary Aliene Lee Arnold

12 Nov 1912

09 Aug 1994

Ruth Arnette Avaritt

07 Apr 1923

10 Jan 2001

Married 21 Jan 1945

Jesse T. (Tom) Avaritt

28 Jun 1920

30 Apr 2002

Jesse Thomas Avaritt

S SGT US MARINE CORPS

WWII
28 Jun 1920

30 Apr 2002

Purple Heart

Ruth A. Avaritt

1923

2001

——————–

NO STONE

R. B. Benson

31 Jul 1891

03 Apr 1921

——————-

NO STONE

J. N. Benson

20 Nov 1878

16 Apr 1906

———————–

NO STONE

Victoria Wife of

G. W. Benson

02 Mar 1856

28 Dec 1924

—————————

NO STONE

G. W. Benson

27 Mar 1845

28 Dec 1924

——————————-

David M. Bivins

10 Nov 1873

01 Dec 1947

Myrtle H. Bivins

16 Apr 1884

30 Dec 1954

Will Bivins

Emoline Bivens

wife of D. M. Bivens

05 Mar 1831

11 Dec 1905

Fannie I. E. Bivens

22 Sep 1911

22 Nov 1911

J. H. Bivens

07 Jan 1863

19 Nov 1908

James D. Bivens

06 Oct 1903

22 Nov 1903

Mary Bivins

Daughter of David M. and Emma Bivens

21 Oct 1860

27 Jan 1891

Tom Bivens

1885

1933

Danny Brandon

16 Apr 1962

08 Jun 2000

G. David Brandon

12 Oct 1944

30 Mar 1972

George D. Brandon

Tennessee

SGT US Marine Corps

Vietnam P. H.

12 Oct 1944

30 Mar 1972

Mamie H. Brandon

06 Aug 1909

07 Jan 2003

Married 19 Jun 1979

J. G. "Jack" Brandon

17 May 1908

30 Sep 1983

Tennie H. Brandon

1883

1977

John A. Brandon

1876

1955

Kate Brandon

14 Aug 1883

23 Jan 1973

Neely Brandon

08 Oct 1880

05 Jun 1972

J. Palmer Brandon

1910

1963

Kathleen R. Brandon

1921

1992

Kayla Michelle Brandon

27 Mar 2003

28 Mar 2003

Annie Browley

Fines E. Browley

08 Apr 1891

12 Feb 1959

cemetery book says Brawley

Pauline Harrell Broyles

10 Mar 1914

10 Jan 1971

Lee Allen Broyles

09 Nov 1910

24 Jan 1953

Frank Brunskog and Sister

————————

Metal Marker in 1974

No Stone

O. M Bullard

13 Apr 1881

02 Apr 1949

————————————–

Tom Bullard

13 Apr 1889

02 Apr 1949

(this matches the O. M. Bullard listed in the cemetery book as a metal marker except birth year is 1881)

Cathie T. Bullard

13 Sep 1895

06 Nov 1974

B. I. Bynum

07 Mar 1852

04 Apr 1937

Julia Bynum

09 Jan 1868

12 Feb 1958

James D. Bynum

1877 1948

Vesta Lowe Bynum

1882

1955

Lowe Rene

Daughter of J. D. and Vesta Bynum

03 Dec 1906

15 Jan 1918

Mayme E. Bynum

wife of R. O. Bynum

27 Sep 1893

09 Sep 1913

Pearl V. Tribble Bynum

wife of R. D. Bynum

03 May 1903

06 Jan 1922

NO STONE

Josephine Brandon Cannon

17 Jan 1875

08 July 1958

——————–

NO STONE

Joe Ben Cooper

20 Aug 1920

09 Feb 1944

———————–

NO STONE

J.  Ervin Cooper

29 May 1916

16 Dec 1935

Sallie L. Cooper

27 Dec 1878

17 May 1946

D. R. Carter

17 Dec 1845

24 Mar 1928

Martha J. Carter

26 Mar 1839

13 Mar 1921

Peyton A. Carter

22 Feb 1846

23 Nov 1925

Mattie H. Carter

Wife of D. R. Carter

05 Jul 1863

20 Jan 1910

Bertha T. Clinton

1897

1945

Will (Boss) Clinton

1891

1965

Birtha Taylor

wife of Ross Clinton

10 Jan 1897

01 May 1945

Dorris Clinton

1923

1933

Ernest "Ernie" Elvie Clinton

17 Oct 1939

17 May 1999

Allie Gitchell Ownby

21 Dec 1933

——————

Henry "Hank" Clinton

02 Jun 1939

19 Apr 1994

Joanne E. Clinton

19 Mar 1941

22 Mar 1998

Samuel Alfred Cooper

20 Sep 1890

08 Sep 1991

Bessie Gilley Cooper

24 Dec 1906

23 Nov 1998

Lennie J. Cooper

18 Aug 1917

21 Nov 2002

William Hall Cooper

18 Feb 1913

05 Dec 1993

Rev. John Wesley Cooper

19 Oct 1874

28 Dec 1926

Hugh L. Davenport

08 Jun 1895

18 Jul 1984

Effie B.

06 Aug 1892

05 Jan 1982

Audie S. Dean

01 Apr 1890

10 Apr 1976

Pauline H. Dean

21 Aug 1905

10 Jun 1987

J. C. Dover

1936

1974

Freddie Dover

1940

1980

J. W. Duncan

23 Aug 1916

02 Oct 1996

Nadine H. Duncan

14 Oct 1914

12 Feb 1998

Pauline Earp

1911

1994

Freelin Earp

1895

1956

Married 09 Oct 1932

G. B. Edmonds

1866

1933

Effie Davis Edmonds

1868

1966

Herman Davis Edmonds

19 Oct 1905

27 Jan 1950

Carlisle Edwards

1887

1955

Louie B. Faulkner

11 Feb 1895

21 Nov 1979

Sarah E. Faulkner

06 Nov 1926

22 Feb 1982

Zada B. Faulkner

1892

1976

Ed Elliott Ferrell

22 Feb 1884

08 Sep 1915

Henry Clay Ferrell

1902

1920

James W. Ferrell Jr.

1907

1928

Marina W. Ferrell

18 Dec 1844

11 Apr 1898

Josephine Brandon Gannon

17 Jan 1875

08 Jul 1958

Alton D. Gilley

Tennessee

PVT US ARMY
WWII
26 Dec 1904

27 Apr 1974

E. D. Gilley

04 Aug 1869

30 May 1964

Bessie Sloan

25 Sep 1874

21 Dec 1952

—————————————-

NO STONE

Metal Marker (1974)

Sallie J. Gum

Died 03 Jul 1969

———————————

Charity Ferrell

wife of J. F. Gilley

02 Sep 1880

23 Jul 1917

J. A. Gilley

04 Feb 1843

14 May 1917

J. Frank Gilley

07 Ma y1872

30 Oct 1955

Nancy C.

wife of J. A. Gilley

25 Jul 1845

29 Aug 1912

Cornelius Gordon

1846

1911

Ecce H. Gordon

1877

1962

John T. Gordon

1882

1945

Mary E. Gordon

1874

1914

Mary Lee Gordon

1850

1931

Russell J. Gordon

1885

1931

Doyle Wilson Gum

20 Mar 1927

31 Jul 1990

Married 03 Oct 1948

Annie Jordan Gum

21 Sep 1930

—————

Doyle Wilson Gum

PVT US ARMY

WWII

20 Mar 1927

31 Jul 1990

Gary Phillip Gum

12 Jul 1958

24 Jun 1990

Gary Phillip Gum

SGT US AIR FORCE

12 Jul 1958

24 Jun 1990

Robt. L. Gum

15 Jun 1879

12 Mar 1920

His son

Herbet Gum

14 Aug 1904

12 Mar 1920

Sallie Jernigan Gum

1877

1969

John A. Gum

1875

1955

Oscar Hall Gum

13 Oct 1894

28 Jan 1962

Mattie Wilson Gum

19 Sep 1898

12 Feb 1986

Oscar H Gumm

Tennessee PVT 161 Infantry

WWI

13 Oct 1894

28 Jan 1962

Clara E. Harrell

1918

1928

Lyda Preston Harrell

04 May 1890

16 Sep 1987

Jesse A. Harrell

11 Feb 1889

28 Nov 1973

Jessee J. Harrell

31 Dec 1911

12 Apr 2001

Pauline B. Harrell

23 Nov 1913

02 May 1988

John Lee Harrell

son of L. D. and L. A. Harrell

13 Mar 1889

16 Jul 1889

Laura

wife of L. D. Harrell

08 Feb 1858

24 Mar 1889

Marrion F. Harrell

15 Oct 1851

19 Apr 1933

Mattie Elizabeth Harrell

13 Nov 1937

14 Nov 1937

Rufus Kelley Harrell

28 Jul 1891

21 Aug 1966

Mattie Overall Harrell

08 May 1892

16 Jan 1973

Reuben K.

son of K and M Harrell

01 Feb 1916

15 Jul 1917

James Ellis Harris

05 May 1900

19 Apr 1988

Clara Parman Harris

07 Mar 1905

22 Jul 1993

J. N. Harris

18 Jul 1844

26 Dec 1921

Sallie A. Brown

16 Nov 1853

16 Jan 1922

Will R. Harris

1877

1969

Lela S. Harris

1873

1959

Daisy Knox Harvey

1879

1934

William Robert Harvey

1878

1953

J. D. Harvey

Tennessee

TEC5 Co A 186 Engr C BN

WWII

07 Aug 1913

16 Mar 1956

Nannie C. Harvey

1894

1981

John T. Harvey

1886

1965

Matha

wife of G. W. Hawks

09 Oct 1870

08 Jun 1912

William D.  Hawks

03 Nov 1888

19 Sep 1915

William B. Hayes

1872

1936

Florence Tolbert Hayes

1879

1962

William J. (Bill) Herrod

28 Nov 1904

26 Dec 1986

Ether Harrell

29 May 107

25 Aug 1993

Henry Ellis (Hank) Hirlston

19 Aug 1966

03 Jan 1992

Sally M. Holloway

15 Jun 1905

20 Sep 1986

Willard A. Holloway

TSGT US AIR FORCE

20 Aug 1905

23 Sep 1975

Horace

Margaret E. Howland

1921

1994

Roy H. Howland 1918

1989

Paul Howland

28 Apr 1914

18 Jun 1980

Thomas C. Howse

1863

1916

Mary Hudson

1856

1941

Arthur F. James

23 Dec 1896

13 May 1983

Lizzie Mai James

28 Jul 1902

29 Mar 1975

Alvin Jernigan

23 Mar 1909

11 Aug 1994

Claudie T. Jernigan

1896

1976

Austin F. Jernigan

1890

1947

Lula M. Jernigan

25 Sep 1915

03 Oct 1995

Ben A. Jernigan

11 Jul 1910

28 Aug 1976

Beulah A. Jernigan

12 Dec 1891

17 Apg 1965

William S. Jernigan

22 Oct 1878

07 Sep 1957

Oscar P. Jernigan

01 Sep 1887

21 Jan 1974

Elizabeth C. Jernigan

27 Aug 1889

15 Jul 1972

Emery B. Jernigan

13 Jan 1913

17 Jul 1974

Jesse Dill Jernigan

17 May 1909

15 May 1995

Fannie Bell Jernigan

12 Oct 1909

30 Nov 1968

Infant son of J. J. and O. M. Jernigan

J. A. Jernigan

31 Aug 1880

24 Nov 1906

Judy Frances Jernigan

29 Nov 1944

25 May 1945

————————————

NO STONE

Maggie Lizzie Jernigan

27 Aug 1889

15 Jul 1972

————————————————-

Medford Jernigan (cemetery book says William Medford Jernigan)

06 May 1906

28 Dec 1971

Susan E. Jernigan

06 Jan 1851

15 Feb 1907

W. M. Jernigan

24 Oct 1850

28 Sep 1914

E. M. Jones

08 Mar 1878

28 Feb 1949

Nora Landrum Jones

11 Jan 1889

11 Sep 1932

Ernest H. Jones

19 Apr 1912

06 Aug 1970

Ruby Blythe

02 Sep 1916

28 Nov 2001

Married 08 Aug 1933

Nina Y. Jones

1898

1989

J. Aubrey Jones

1898

1961

Sophia Mai Coleman Jones

05 Feb 1934

01 May 1954

J. C. Justiss

Apr 1903 Age 83 years

John Knight

1885

1958

G. W. Landrum

1888

1931

Leila B. Weeks

1890

1976

Hazel Landrum

02 Jun 1913

07 Jan 1979

John R. Landrum

31 Oct 1884

06 Feb 1965

Lettie O. Landrum

10 Jul 1880

10 Mar 1940

Narcissus J. Landrum

1863

1911

John Silas Landrum

1860

1914

Johnie Belle Landrum

Daughter of J. R. and L. O. Landrum

12 Aug 1911

08 Aug 1912

Lucille Landrum

19 Jul 1913

24 Aug 1944

Dorothy S. Lawrence

1931

1961

Ollie Eva Lawrence

30 Jun 1891

Can’t read dates

Verner Lawrence

19 May 1889

03 Jul 1964

Ella Harris Lee

wife of W. A. Lee

29 Jul 1858

24 Feb 1919

James Roy Lee

21 Dec 1915

03 Jan 1938

John Grady Lee

30 Aug 1902

24 Apr 1918

Vina Jernigan Lee

wife of John. J. Lee

28 Sep 1847

03 Dec 1923

John J. Lee

01 May 1845

08 Aug 1926

W. A. Lee

15 Nov 1874

22 Jul 1918

Zora Ellen Lee

19 Jul 1878

31 Jul 1911

Izzie M. Lowe

1885

1969

Willam N. Lowe

1879

1961

Alline Arnette Lyons

07 Apr 1923

06 Jan 1992

A. O. Mankin

1928

1913

Carl Edwards Mankin

27 Apr 1935

14 Aug 2002

Eva Summers Mankin

26 Feb 1885

07 Feb 1957

Cleveland G. Mankin

01 Feb 1886

29 Jan 1952

Lida B. Wilder Mankin

03 Apr 1906

29 Mar 1997

Jasper W. Mankin

25 Apr 1889

20 May 19??

Peggy Marie Mankin

12 May 1939

24 Sep 1963

Raybon M. Mankin

31 Oct 1909

21 Feb 1984

Mary F. Mankin

12 Jan 1920

Married ?6 Oct 1957

Lillie Birley Manus

29 Oct 1890

11 Nov 1953

Charlie Manus

30 Apr 1887

15 Nov 1957

Frank Manus

28 Apr 1913

15 Apr 2001

Willie Mae Manus

31 Aug 1908

19 Aug 1997

Married 08 Oct 1932

John T. Manus Sr.

09 Mar 1936

Lois J. Manus

28 Mar 1935

Ray Manus

1924

1930

Bessie Lee McCrary

Daughter of A. N. and Mattie

J. F. McCrary

1862

1932

Sarah McCrary

1867

1938

William J. McGill

16 Jun 1891

03 Mar 1981

Goldie I. McGill

17 Sep 1901

27 Apr 1978

Margaret Zelma McGill

1934

1951

Mary Annabell Harrell Medlock

26 Apr 1908

12 Nov 1989

(If someone can confirm that this is the daughter of Newton Harrell and Sarah Victory, or not, please contact Teresa at GenerationGoneBy@bellsouth.net

M. Jernigan Melton

21 Jul 1934

C. Michael Melton

05 Dec 1931

Randall David Melton

18 Dec 1955

05 Nov 2004

Ella T. Mingle

1886

1966

Burley I. Mingle

1887

1959

S. H. Mingle

1857-1907

His wife

Laura Mingle

1867-1907

Erley Mingle

1887-1917

Leathie D. Mingle

1865

1933

George W. Mingle

1863

1936

Janice R. Minnick

01 Apr 1942

Jerome L. Minnick Sr.

12 Feb 1948

25 Mar 2003

Cannon Justiss Overall

25 Nov 1899

07 Dec 1924

M. Virginia Bock

19 Jul 1905

09 Jun 1988

Thomas R. Overall

12 Oct 1857

31 Jul 1943

Fannie G. Justiss

24 Oct 1867

25 Jan 1940

Infant son of T. J. and Lucy Overall

Dead and Born 01 Dec 1919

——————————-

NO STONE

Infant son of

M. L. and W. F. Overall

24 Aug 1886

05 1886

—————————————-

John A. Overall

17 Nov 1851

24 Feb 1925

Mamie Overall

17 Mar 1888

24 Nov 1901

Mother

Mary Louisa Overall

Wife of W. F. Overall

13 Jun 1847

05 Sep 1887

Mattie

Daughter of Nace S. and P. A. Overall

26 Sep 1866

09 Mar 1892

Nace S. Overall

18 Jul 1815

03 Jan 1897

Permelia A. Kirby

Wife of Nace S. Overall

26 Nov 1822

05 Apr 1894

Bettie Roberts Pearcy

24 Nov 1864

17 Mar 1924

Rose Phillips

22 Jun 1882

29 May 1962

Henry L. Preston

1940

1959

Their Daughter

Annette

1959

——-

Juanita A. Preston

1938

——–

Married 24 May 1958

Henry Lee Preston

Tennessee

A03 US NAVY

29 May 1940

20 Nov 1959

J. A. Preston

22 Aug 1864

29 May 1915

Jennie Preston

Mother of Charlie–Mack– Joe Manus

Mary J. Harrell Preston

13 Apr 1882

20 Sep 1942

Noah L. Preston

15 Dec 1912

01 Aug 2003

Ruby H. Preston 15 Feb 1921

12 Sep 1995

Susie A. Higgins

wife of J. A. Preston

17 Oct 1853

08 Oct 1909

Ed. S. Puckett

18 Jan 1868

17 Aug 1923

His Wife

Belle Lee Puckett

09Oct 1869

14 Mar 1948

Gum Puckett

07 Jul 1894

22 Apr 1977

Mattie Puckett

28 Sep 1897

12 Jan 1984

James A . Reed

Husband of Gladys Jones Reed

25 Aug 1913

19 Dec 1943

Jesse G. Reed

1889

1968

Margaret Mim Reed

1887

1920

Charles R. Reeves

1918

1976

Mattie L. Reeves

1915

Clara Bain Reeves

04 Aug 1912

04 Jul 1991

John Ira Reeves

07 Aug 1908

M. Elizabeth Reeves

22 Apr 1914

25 Oct 1978

Robert A. Reeves

US ARMY WWII

11 Feb 1910

12 May 1983

Ann Roberts

Wife of D. M. Roberts

28 Jun 1835

14 Dec 1910

Anna Belle Becton Roberts

05 May 1893

21 Jan 1959

Wife of J. D. Roberts

Annie B. Roberts

Daughter of W. A. and S. J. Yearwood

22 Jun 1879

(can’t make out, may say married)

16 Feb 1911

Died

01 Jul 1911

Annie E.  Roberts

Daughter of W. A. and S. Y. Yearwood

Wife of J. D. Roberts

22 Jun 1879

01 Jul 1911

Cemeteries book says they were married 18 Feb 1911

Miss Callie Roberts

14 May 1871

13 Sep 1950

D. M. Roberts

1830

1900

Buried at Gully Burying Ground

John Drury Roberts

08 Mar 1866

10 Apr 1960

Uncle Dee was a pillar of the community, a lifelong worker for the church, and a benefactor to all who needed him. 

May his memory long live.

Murray L. Robertson

14 Nov 1906

18 Jul 1981

Mabel E. Robertson

20 Feb 1911

Bonnie M. Russell

1937

1977

Sallie F. Sagely

1853

1929

Sarah C. Paschal Sagely

12 Jul 1853

23 Jun 1929

———————–

NO STONE

America Marlin

Wife of Dr. E. A. Speer

23 Feb 1842

12 Nov 1916

————————–

Minnie Lee Sandford

15 Jyl 1887

24 Dec 1959

Sammie Lee Sanford

1892

1923

Lera J. Shires

10 Mar 1926

01 Aug 1975

Josie Fleming Singleton

23 Jan 1902

17 Nov 1993

George L. Singleton

27 Apr 1896

13 May 1969

Teresa’s note:  George is the son of John and Margaret Atlee "Maggie" Victory Singleton.  Anyone researching Maggie’s family, please contact me at cheasa@bellsouth.net.  Thanks!

Rosa Lee Smith

Daughter of R. B. and M. E. Pearcy

31 Jul 1888

14 Oct 1907

Married to G. S. Smith Jr.

25 Oct 1905

George Rufus Stephens

23 Dec 1870

29 Jan 1944

George Rufus Stephens

25 Dec 1902

21 Mar 1905

Henry Grady Stephens

13 Jul 1900

13 May 1902

Infant Daughter of G. R. and M. O. Stephens

14 Apr 1892

Minnie O. Stephens

03 Jun 1869

17 Nov 1921

—————————–

NO STONE

John Thomas Stephens

16 Aug 1908

16 Mar 1911

————————————

Babe M. Summers

22 May 1856

08 Dec 1848

Calvin

son of L. J. and E. M. Talbert

20 Jan 1881

05 Sep 1901

Mary M. Tarter

1898

1972

Alfred Taylor

08 Feb 1887

06 Feb 1955

Sudie Reed Taylor

22 Sep 1893

25 Jul 1969

Elmer Taylor

03 Mar 1922

13 May 1990

Mary Frances Taylor

14 Sep 1928

Married 24 Feb 1946

Fred W. Taylor

03 Oct 1915

31 Aug 1968

John Taylor

1858

1920

Helon Taylor

1866

1939

Izzie Bell Taylor

24 Apr 1902

08 Jun 1942

Sallie T. Taylor

1887

1969

John C. Taylor

1887

1961

S. B. Taylor Sr.

1902

1971

Maggie Taylor

1917

1939

Mrs. Maggie Taylor

1808

????

Phillip Loyd Taylor

13 Jun 1962

14 Jun 1962

Annie M. Taylor

26 Oct 1929

John Taylor

24 Feb ????

Phillip Loyd Taylor

13 Jun 1962

14 Jun 1962

Tennie

Abbie Lenar Thompson

11 Nov 1886

15 Jul 1906

————————–

NO STONE

Ella Overall Tolbert

1855

1938

——————————————–

Clarence Tolbert

03 Aug 1916

03 May 1979

Dellar J. Tolbert

1875

1966

William L. Tolbert

1877

1968

Delores Tolbert

Elam A. Tolbert

1906

1991

Elizabeth Tolbert

1915

1988

J. P. Tolbert

23 Feb 1867

22 Jan 1944

Eliza Youree

09 Dec 1863

09 Jul 1919

L. J. Tolbert

13 May 1846

02 Dec 1936

Elizabeth Bynum

20 Jan 1850

27 Oct 1930

————————————–

NO STONE

Calvin M.

Son of L. J. and E. M. Tolbert

20 Jan 1881

05 Sep 1901

——————————————-

Ella Overall Tolbert

1855

1938

Frank L. Tolbert

1882

1973

Carrie C. Tolbert

1888

1973

Howard Tolbert

Son of F. L. and Carrie Tolbert

18 Aug 1906

26 Jun 1907

Infant of J. R. and Lydia Tolbert

11 Sep 1902

James R. Tolbert

02 Jul 1855

04 Oct 1916

His wife

Lydia Tolbert

05 May 1883

03 Oct 1916

Hallie Mankin Tolbert

No Dates

Jim Alec

1908

1956

Leroy Tolbert

29 Feb 1884

08 Oct 1918

William H. Tolbert

01 May 1855

07 Jun 1915

Mary Alline Toombs

1917

1967

Willie Roy Travis

10 Feb 1915

25 Jul 1992

Aileen Harvey Travis

01 May 1913

02 May 1969

Warren L. Turl

03 Apr 1918

03 Jan 1984

Evelyn P. Turl

16 Feb 1921

18 Aug 2004

04 Apr 1942

Susan H. Wallace

04 Oct 1910

James W. Wallace

22 Oct 1912

12 Dec 1977

Same stone close up

James William Wallace

US NAVY

WWII

22 Oct 1912

12 Dec 1977

Maggie Lee Wallace

20 Nov 1871

24 Jul 1927

"Buddy"

W. M. Wallace

29 Apr 1940

09 Jun 1985

Phyllis Carol Walls

08 Jun 1939

22 Aug 1994

Albert Murry Watts

19 Jul 1927

21 Apr 1930

Arthur Murray Watts

17 Mar 1897

20 Aug 1986

Annie Puckett

08 Aug 1891

27 Aug 1970

George Ellis Weeks

1888

1991

Lala Landrum Weeks (cemetery book says Lola)

1891

1948

Charles P. Whitworth

09 Sep 1887

06 Dec 1952

Bessie L. Whitworth

21 Feb 1891

14 Jan 1989

Billie Dorris Whitworth

13 Jun 1934

16 Jun 1934

Albert Arnold Wilson

09 Sep 1927

21 Sep 1998

Albert D. Wilson

19 Mar 1866

20 Feb 1950

Sallie Pace Wilson

26 Jun 1872

16 Jan 1936

Henry L. Wilson

28 Apr 1896

06 Mar 1982

Celestine G. Wilson

06 Nov 1900

27 Apr 1983

Married

19 Sep 1919

Marshall Lee Wilson

16 Feb 1922

27 Feb 1995

Marshall Lee Wilson

M SGT

US ARMY

AIR CORPS

WWII

16 Feb 1922

27 Feb 1995

Mattie Mary Wilson

10 Feb 1921

13 Jan 1975

Ed M. Yearwood

09 Aug 1877

24 Dec 1949

J. A. Yearwood (cemetery book says W. A.-you decide)

24 Jan 1842

18 Dec 1922

John W. Yearwood

19 May 1888

25 Jun 1950

Tennie H. Yearwood (cemeteries book has W.)

1885

1972

Betty Carol Youree

1942

1943

Ethel Orr Youree

04 May 1888

31 Jan 1978

Floyd Youree

12 Feb 1903

03 Nov 1972

Evelyn

10 May 1915

—————–

J. F. N. Youree

25 Oct 1851

17 Jun 1920

J. R. Youree

1881

1921

James Wiley

son of W. A. and Z. E. Youree

29 Oct 1903

19 Feb 1916

Lucille Youree

05 Mar 1908

16 May 1999

Nora Youree

1884

1950

Raymond A. Youree

1906

1948

Susie M. Youree

1854

1943

Willie A. Youree

27 Nov 1877

16 May 1970

Zelma Youree

18 Apr 1882

23 Jan 1940

Okay, I’ll admit, I might have a bit of a crush.

On two elderly German men. 

This guy…

and this one…

Okay, not really.  I’m not that weird.  I think I just love their cute little accents and most of all their messages. 

So, I thought I’d share their messages with all of you. 

The first one is a little video clip that somebody made using part of a talk given by Enzio Busche at a BYU devotional all the way back in 1996.  I just think he has so many good little words of wisdom.  You can find it here.  It is only about seven minutes long and is worth watching. 

The second one is Elder Uchtdorf’s talk from the CES fireside just this month.  I realize that (hopefully) most of you have already seen his talk but I just thought it was super excellent and wanted to post the link here. 

And, just in case you don’t have time right now to watch the whole fireside (I promise though, it is worth it!) let me share with you all one of my favorite quotes from the talk.  Elder Uchtdorf said…

“There those among you fine young members of the church who might never marry (pause here for a moment of sadness).  Although they are worthy in every way, they may never find someone to whom they will be sealed in the temple of the Lord in this life.  There’s no way for those who have not experienced this despair to truly understand the loneliness and pain you might feel…First, let me tell you that your prayers are heard.  Your Father in Heaven knows the desires of your heart.  I cannot tell you why one individual’s prayers are answered one way while someone else’s are answered differently.  But this I can tell you, the righteous desires of your hearts will be fulfilled.  Sometimes it can be difficult to see anything beyond the path immediately before you.  We are inpatient and do not want to wait for a future fulfillment of our greatest desires.  Nevertheless, the brief span of this life is nothing in comparison with eternity.  And, if only we can hope and exercise faith and joyfully endure to the end, and I say joyfully endure to the end.  There, in that great heavenly future we will have the fulfillment of the righteous desires of our hearts and so very much more than we can scarcely comprehend now.  In the meantime, do not wait for someone else to make your life complete.  Stop second guessing yourself and wondering if you are defective.  Instead, seek to reach out to your potential as a child of God.  Seek learning, become engaged in a meaningful career and seek fulfillment in service to others.  Use your time, your talents, your resources, to improve yourself and bless those around you.  All of this is part of your preparation for having a family…The great purpose of this mortal existence is to learn to fully love our Heavenly Father and our neighbor as ourselves.  If we do this with all our might, mind, and strength our eternal destiny will be glorious and grand beyond our capacity to imagine.  Be faithful, and things will work out for you.  That is His eternal promise to all who love and honor him.”

Anyway, let me be completely honest when I say that sometimes talks on singlehood, or about people never marrying in this life drive me nuts.  I guess it just sort of depends what mood I’m in.  I will even admit that several years ago, when I was going through a particularly hard time in my single life (I think I had just been dumped or something), I actually walked out during a Relief Society meeting in my family ward.  (Don’t worry, I didn’t make a big scene or anything…I just walked out.)  It was Christmastime and the lady giving the lesson was reading a book about a made-up story of a single, barren, spinster woman who lived at the time of Christ and was all sad because she couldn’t have kids, yadda, yadda, yadda, and then she got to see the Christ child and all the sadness in her life was gone and the cavities of grief in her heart were filled. 

I think that first of all I didn’t like it because I don’t really go for cheesy Mormon made-up stuff.  Sometimes it freaks me out.  Like that painting of smiling Jesus or the one of Christ’s marked hands saying “I love you,” in sign language.  Those scare me.  I guess I just don’t feel like we need to Mormon culturatize everything.  To me the gospel is wonderful just as it is…plain and simple (and normal). 

And the second reason I think that I walked out of that meeting is because I just felt like, “Hey, every woman in this RS room is married with children BUT me.  Please don’t downplay my personal grief at not being a wife and mother.  Please don’t try to tell me that if Christ was a part of my life I wouldn’t feel sad about being a barren spinster.  Because he is a part of my life, and being a spinster is still hard.” 

And the third reason I probably walked out is just that I was in a bad mood and sick of being single that day.  I know that the lady teaching the lesson didn’t mean to offend.  She probably didn’t know there was a super overly sensitive spinster in the room that day. 

Anyway, at times when I hear people in firesides, church, conference, etc. say something to the effect of, “don’t worry if you don’t marry in this life because if you stay faithful, God will give you all the blessings of marriage and family in the eternities…all will be well”, it just makes me cringe.  And the majority of the time it is married people giving these “comforting” talks.  And I just want to say to them, “okay, if not being married in this life is no biggie because at some point in the eternities God is going to bless us with the deepest desires of our hearts, then why don’t you and I just trade places and I’ll be married and have babies in this life and you can hang out and wonder what to do with yourself while you try to remain faithful and deserving to later receive what everybody else is receiving now, OKAY?”  (And yes, I would say it in a big run-on sentence just like that and would probably be out of breath by the end.)

So, yeah, that just gives a little background of how I sometimes feel about these “stay faithful and happy now and get married later” talks.  It isn’t how I always feel, but sometimes during more difficult times in my life I’m much more sensitive as to what is said over the pulpit regarding singlehood.  Maybe some of you, at times, feel the same way.  It isn’t to say that I’m bitter or that I don’t appreciate people trying to address the issue of being Mormon and single, but sometimes married people talking about singleness just bugs. 

It would be like me sitting and eating a big piece of delicious chocolate cake in front of a hungry child and saying, “I know I’m eating this delicious cake now, that we have been commanded to eat, but you can’t have any just yet.  Just wait for about 80 years, and if you stay wanting this cake, in the next great state of being (that you cannot even comprehend or imagine) you will get to eat cake too.  Okay, so just stay happy and faithful.”  And then I would give the child a sympathetic smile as I licked my fork. 

BUT, regardless of how I sometimes feel about talks on being single, I just have to say that I LOVED Elder Uchtdorf’s talk and wasn’t rubbed wrong by it at all.  Maybe it is just the state of life I’m in right now.  Maybe it is because he is an apostle and I’m just glad to hear someone with a greater understanding of this life (and the next life) than I have, talk about singlehood.  And maybe it was just the cute way he delivered the message or the way you can tell that he actually cares and feels for those of us who don’t yet have a mate in this life.  Or maybe it is because he started the talk right off by saying that, “there’s no way for those who have not experienced this despair to truly understand the loneliness and pain you might feel.”  But it probably just didn’t bother me because the talk was given with love, understanding, and with the spirit.  So, do yourself a favor and find a time this week to watch the whole thing.  You won’t be disappointed. 

I’m going to “joyfully endure to the end” while secretly in my heart holding out in hope that I won’t have to.  I hope the same for all of you.  That you can faithfully and joyfully enjoy your time as a singleton but that we will all, through some miracle, find someone right for us and won’t have to be alone.  BUT, if I do have to wait, fine.  Maybe I need to learn patience.  Maybe I, for some reason, need to wait for that “glorious and grand” eternal destiny.  I’ll trust and hope that what is best for me will happen. 

Good luck out there everyone!

Often when looking in the internet for implementations of some patterns in C++ we come across the well-known Meyers singleton, which is basically the next code:

class Singleton{
    Singleton(){
        // Thread-unsafe code
    }
    static Singleton* getInstance(){
        static Singleton instance;
        return &instance;
    }
};

This essentially reserves static memory for the size of the instance and executes the class constructor during the first call to getInstance(), this of course occurs only if we are dealing with a non-POD object.

The problem here is that we might run in problems if we get inside getInstance with 2 threads at the same time for the first time. Obviously the constructor is not thread-safe per se.

However, GCCs g++ gives us a help here and protects every local static variable construction with thread-safe guards, __cxa_guard_acquire and __cxa_guard_release do the job here protecting the constructor. Note that this only happens with local statics as global static construction occurs before any function of the translation unit gets executed.

Differences are obvious if we take a look at the generated code, PODs are just data so no construction is needed, non-PODs are properly protected

POD type, function body highlighted:

class pod_class {    public:
        static pod_class* instance(){
            static pod_class once;
            return &once;
        }};
int main(){ return (int)pod_class::instance; }

080483fd <_ZN9pod_class8instanceEv>:
 80483fd:       55                push   %ebp
 80483fe:       89 e5             mov    %esp,%ebp
 8048400:       b8 f8 95 04 08    mov    $0x80495f8,%eax
 8048405:       5d                pop    %ebp
 8048406:       c3                ret

Non-POD type, class constructor and function body higlighted:

class nonpod_class {    public:
        nonpod_class(){}
        static nonpod_class* instance(){
            static nonpod_class once; return &once;
        }};
int main(){ return (int)nonpod_class::instance; }

080484b3 <_ZN12nonpod_class8instanceEv>:
 80484b3:  55                    push   %ebp
 80484b4:  89 e5                 mov    %esp,%ebp
 80484b6:  83 ec 08              sub    $0x8,%esp
 80484b9:  b8 f0 96 04 08        mov    $0x80496f0,%eax
 80484be:  0f b6 00              movzbl (%eax),%eax
 80484c1:  84 c0                 test   %al,%al
 80484c3:  75 2d                 jne    80484f2 <_ZN12nonpod_class8instanceEv+0x3f>
 80484c5:  c7 04 24 f0 96 04 08  movl   $0x80496f0,(%esp)
 80484cc:  e8 c7 fe ff ff        call   8048398 <__cxa_guard_acquire@plt>
 80484d1:  85 c0                 test   %eax,%eax
 80484d3:  0f 95 c0              setne  %al
 80484d6:  84 c0                 test   %al,%al
 80484d8:  74 18                 je     80484f2 <_ZN12nonpod_class8instanceEv+0x3f>
 80484da:  c7 04 24 f8 96 04 08  movl   $0x80496f8,(%esp)
 80484e1:  e8 c8 ff ff ff        call   80484ae <_ZN12nonpod_classC1Ev>
 80484e6:  c7 04 24 f0 96 04 08  movl   $0x80496f0,(%esp)
 80484ed:  e8 d6 fe ff ff        call   80483c8 <__cxa_guard_release@plt>
 80484f2:  b8 f8 96 04 08        mov    $0x80496f8,%eax
 80484f7:  c9                    leave
 80484f8:  c3                    ret

This behaviour can be avoided by using -fno-threadsafe-statics in the g++s commandline.

EDIT: Thanks to Tom in the comment below I updated the post with the involved code_comment from gcc project
http://gcc.gnu.org/viewcvs/branches/gcc-4_2-branch/gcc/cp/decl.c?view=markup&pathrev=129388

/* Emit code to perform this initialization but once. This code looks like:
static guard;
if (!guard.first_byte) {
    if (__cxa_guard_acquire (&guard)) {
        bool flag = false;
        try {
            // Do initialization.
            flag = true; __cxa_guard_release (&guard);
            // Register variable for destruction at end of program.
        } catch {
            if (!flag) __cxa_guard_abort (&guard);
        }
}

Recently something happened to me. I have no idea what it is but something changed. I feel like I woke up. It is a difficult feeling to describe.

It is as if I just entered my body. It is as if I can feel my life. Like this skin that has not belonged to me is mine now. Everything feels different even though it is the same. My outer shell and I finally connected.  My fellow survivor describes this amazingly, “I walked outside and I felt the wind touch the skin that now belongs to me”.

It is hard for me to see change. I feel like everything’s the same but today I realized it is not. I am very different but it is okay for me to be different. A few weeks ago, I said I feel like I am an outsider and intruding on my family. I realized that I truly am an outsider because my family did not experience what I did but I think that I am sometimes okay with being an outsider.

When I was in the hospital last September, someone said something I remember, “Getting better doesn’t mean feeling better”. I find that to be so true, healing is scary. Working through this is so painful and I would much rather go back to being numb. My best friend said something funny this weekend she said, “I’m losing my ability to dissociate and I hate it”. As she said that, I thought to myself I hope that never happens to me. That sounds bad to think but it is the truth. I have dissociated for over twenty years, and I do not think I want to stop.

Dissociation is my comfort, my special thing I get to do to get away. I think of it as my security blanket that no one can ever take away. In addition, I am taking that security blanket away by going to therapy. That sounds like self-sabotage to me

I think of healing as if I am learning to color outside the lines and not becoming a statistic. Healing from this is something that I am choosing.

However, why does it feel so scary if it is my choice…

I am a creature of habit. I do everything the same, I eat the same foods, listen to the same songs repeatedly. I do not like change. I fear change. Change is scary, unpredictable and I have been trying to run away from it for as long as I can remember. So why now am I paying a professional to help me change.

I have so many questions that I need answers for and no one will tell me. I even googled my questions and it did not give me a straight answer. I guess I have to find the answers that I like.

At this moment in time, I am doing many things to distract myself. I am taking 16 credits this semester at school, I am going to therapy three to four times a week, and I am working part-time. Recently I stopped to think about all I am doing. I realized that I might be distracting myself too much.

I have just recently returned to school, I did not transition into school, as I should have. Instead, I took as many classes as my parents would pay for. In therapy right now, I am doing abreaction work because I do not want to have flashbacks at school. However, I think that my therapist and I may be digging, but right now, I am functional. At work I really cannot stand being around people that I do not know, so I work one day a week in the office by myself.

As I ask myself, where do I draw the line between distraction and avoidance I remember back before I remembered and I lived the same lifestyle, all or nothing. Right now, I am living with my parents and my siblings, which is difficult because they are tied to my abuse. It is hard for me to show myself as imperfect in front of them, so I choose not to. They see an alter who is perfect in their eyes; she is just like my older sister (which they love).

While doing all this there is very little time for being social. Back in May, we started having a hard time, and we decided to cut all contact off with friends and family. Our friends tried to contact us but we refused to answer. In the past few weeks, we started having limited communication with them.  

This weekend was Halloween, and it is hard for us and our therapist was on vacation for two weeks prior and during Halloween. Therefore, that added another obstacle on to it. We had no therapist, no friends, and no family communication. Add in the equation, little or no sleep, 5 college classes, midterms and family issues. We felt that we did not have any way to seek support if needed.

Throughout our hibernation period from social contact, we deeply missed our friends, because for the most part they understand us better than anyone does. We decided to swallow our pride and apologize to them. It has been different with our friends because we lost five months with them, they have needed us and we were not there for them. We feel bad for not being there for them, but we cannot change the past. The only thing we can do is try to be a good friend right now in the present.

We spent the weekend with our best friend; it was good catching up. Watching intervention episodes, and just being ourselves. We have so much in common with this one friend, she understands DID because she is a survivor too. We have both had hard times recently and I wish I had not cut her off because I could have helped her. However, we realized that we could support her now and that is what we intend on doing.

The best part of my weekend was getting my new pets. My fish are pretty they are three boys. The boy’s names are Sigmund, Ivan and David. After psychologists of course! My friend has yet to name hers, but I am anxiously awaiting their names. Nevertheless, they arrived home safe and are now swimming freely.

As I start the week tomorrow and go back to therapy this week, I am trying to figure out my next move. Thinking about school, work and therapy. Am I in over my head? That I do not know. I think as long as I have people (friends) in my life that will support me no matter what I should be okay. I hope

Oops, I mean married man. These days, most marrieds are quite upfront if they are looking for an adventure with you. After recent experience of a cheater though, I do sometimes wonder how to know for sure if your date isn’t married. Obviously it is best not to be too paranoid, what with the laws of attraction and all. Better not to wish for a married pig – you’ll likely end up with one. But in the interests of sanity, it is probably a good idea to try to find out early on if a singleton is actually well and truly hitched but has somehow forgotten to mention it.

How though? After a bit of research, some ideas…

1. Be wary if dates only occur during midweek, especially if they end before 7pm!

2. Ask to see his ID – google can be your friend. This is also useful for checking ages – everyone in the fish pond shaves off a few years. Best to find out early on exactly what age you’re dealing with (in case you need to adjust your number accordingly…)

3. Memorize the address and try to do a quick drive-by… any clues there?

4. Ask outright?

Truthfully, there is no real way. Any suspicious movements can usually be explained by the experienced cheater. Which usually leads to a kind of balance pan where you absolutely want to believe every explanation but from time to time you get weighted down with what-ifs. So, guess it’s positive thinking, crossed fingers and a leap of faith (but keeping your eyes wide open, just in case the fall is hard).

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These past three and a half years have been difficult, to say the least. Nearly two years in and out of general psych units, specialized trauma hospitals and day programs. Many therapists, psychiatrists, and everything in between.

Lies have been exposed, images have been ruined and relationships have ended. Figuring out that my childhood is lost, more like stolen away from me. All kinds of food, color, texture aversions. Misdiagnosed with everything from schizophrenia to bipolar. Coming to terms that I am the black sheep.  

Apparently, there is a pill for almost everything. Realizing that chatter in your head is not “normal”, and that I cannot have my shampoo in my room because it contains alcohol and I may drink it. Talking in third person is necessary as to not offend any of the insiders.

Strings and shoelaces are non-existent. Vocabulary consists of acronyms and abbreviations. The “quiet room” does not have anything to do with a library. “Safety” determines where you sleep at night and when you get to go home.

It seems as though my whole life I lived it outside my body, watching it like a movie.

I had accepted the fact that Dissociative Identity Disorder has not given me any positive things until now. I do not know who came forward but somehow, we have managed to get ourselves together enough to go to school again. It has not been an easy transition from hospital life to college life, except maybe the shoes laces…

Nevertheless, I have learned so much about myself in the past three years, developed a passion for studying psychology and writing. Although friendships have been strained, my true few have remained faithful. I know that I am in no way done with my journey, but for the first time in a long time, I feel independent. I am not working towards wellness for anyone else but me.

I have been told all my life that I was never good enough for anything. That I am always wrong and I am bad. I will always be the mistake that my parents made and I am the reason people have abortions.

However, yesterday my professor approached me and said that I have something to offer people, and it would be a shame if I did not pursue a career in psychology. That was the first time in my life that someone has told me that I can be something. My life does actually have a purpose and that I am intelligent. My voice has finally been heard and validation never felt so good.

I have so many projects that I want to do with my intellectual pre-med friend Joy. Non-profit organizations, book collaborations, and so much more. Nevertheless, none of this would have been possible without my highly intricate and specialized way of surviving the past. 

The Coal Health Study blog is going to perform a Hunter Valley Edition of the Coal Health Study, using publicly available health data for the region.

Coal Mine Concerns in NSW Australia
Coal mines in the Hunter Valley in New South Wales (NSW), Australia form part of the supply chain for “the world’s largest coal export operation”, according to the Hunter Valley Coal Chain Logistics Team website.

Australian Greens MP Lee Rhiannon has been calling for a parliamentary inquiry into the health impacts of coal mining and power station emissions, as reported mid-August 2009. Rhiannon is quoted as saying “the government is making millions from the Upper Hunter coal industry, giving the go ahead to one of the biggest industry expansions in NSW’s history.”

Last week, the Australian government announced that it had made a deal with coal and power industries for a regionally co-ordinated air quality monitoring network, to be managed by Macquarie Street.

As reported in The Herald, Greens MP Lee Rhiannon said “It isn’t enough to just monitor; they need to investigate and prosecute offences”, and “the Government should instead reopen the Environment Protection Authority office at Muswellbrook.” The Herald article also noted that “Mr Rhiannon said the Government needed to also fund research into the health impact of coalmining.”

The following quote from a recent Coal Mining news article sums up the Greens position:

The Greens are concerned that the new Air Quality Monitoring Network is simply window dressing, designed to deflect community concern about the adverse impacts of coal mining on local’s health.

The Greens are calling for the Air Quality Monitoring Network Memorandum of Understanding to be released so the local community can scrutinise the arrangement

Local NSW Doctor Undertakes Independent Study
As reported in this Singleton Argus article, Dr. Tuan Au of Singleton will be conducting his own study into the health impacts that air pollution is having on local residents.
Dr. Tuan Au is disturbed by the “high number of children that attend general practices in town presenting symptoms of asthma and other respiratory problems”.

Dr. Au is located in Singleton, which the Coal Industry Centre refers to as “the heart of the Hunter Valley coalfields region of NSW Australia.”

Hunter Valley Edition, Coal Health Study
In conjunction with community groups and in support of doctor Au’s study, which he estimates will take approximately 5 years to complete, the Coal Health Study blog is going to perform a Hunter Valley Edition of the Coal Health Study, using publicly available health data for the region, to the extent that they exist and are sufficient.

Hoje vou demonstrar na prática como criar um padrão singleton em Delphi.
O padrão singleton é o padrão que considero mais fácil de entender e de implementar e nem por isso deixa de ser importante, portando vamos a ele.

Singleton

É um padrão de criação que garante que somente uma instância do objeto estará na memória, não deixando o programador que utilizará a classe criar nova instância.

Esse padrão é muito util em classes que guardam configuração do sistema, em vários pontos da aplicação é necessário saber as configurações do sistemas, porém não há necessidade nem pode ter duas instâncias do objeto de configuração, pois pode criar efeitos indesejáveis na aplicação.

Para isso é necessário diminuir a visibilidade do construtor e disponibilizar apenas um meio para inicializar e obter a instância do objeto depois de criado.

Interface da classes TSingleton

TSingleton = class
  strict private
    class var FInstance: TSingleton;
    constructor Create();
  private
    FCompanyName: string;
  public
    class function GetInstance(): TSingleton;
    property CompanyName: string read FCompanyName write FCompanyName;
  end;

Implementação dos principais métodos

{ TSingleton }

constructor TSingleton.Create;
begin
  inherited Create();
end;

class function TSingleton.GetInstance: TSingleton;
begin
  if FInstance = nil then begin
    FInstance := TSingleton.Create();
  end;
  Result := FInstance;
end;

Para testar o singleton é muito simples vamos criar um formulário com a seguinte aparência

No evento do botão atribuir utilizamos da seguinte maneira

var
  Singleton: TSingleton;
begin
  Singleton := TSingleton.GetInstance();
  Singleton.CompanyName := edtCompanyNameSet.Text;
end;

No evento do botão obter utilizamos da seguinte maneira

begin
  edtCompanyNameGet.Text := TSingleton.GetInstance.CompanyName;
end;

Bom, somente isso é necessário para implementar o padrão singleton, qualquer duvida ou sugestão, podem comentar o post.
[update]
Coloquei o projeto singleton diponível para download no seguinte link Projeto Singleton

It was 1973 and there is an American social psychologist David Rosenhan who was confident that he could have “sane” people go into a mental health facility by fabricating symptoms of a mental disorder and get a common diagnosis. They went to the hospitals crisis center and claimed that they were hearing voices.  When asked what the voices were saying they responded “empty,” “hollow,” and “thud” (Rosenhan, 1973).  There were five men and three women who were pseudo patients. All eight were admitted to twelve different hospitals over a period of time. Upon admission on to the unit all of the pseudo patients stopped the fabrication of any symptoms. Seven of the pseudo patients were admitted to the mental health facility with a diagnosis of Schizophrenia. One was diagnosed with Major Depression. However, all pseudo patients were discharged from the mental health facility with a diagnosis of Schizophrenia in remission.

During their hospitalization they took notes of everything; their surrounds, other patients’ reaction to them, and hospital staff. None of the hospital staff realized that they did not have any form of mental illness. All of the pseudo patients were prescribed medication to help with their “voices”, but none of them actually took it. They would “cheek their meds”. They would pretend to take it and then return to their rooms and flush it down the toilet. The pseudo patients soon realized everyone was “cheeking their meds”; as they would find other patients medications also being flushed down the toilet. Real patients were starting to notice that the pseudo patient did not have mental disorder. Nevertheless, they reassured the patients that “they were sick before” but improved during their hospital stay (Rosenhan, 1973). Even Rosenhan participated in his own study; he had an hour and a half conversation with the psychiatrist about something only mental health professionals would know, after getting the records of his hospital stay, the psychiatrist said that he had “delusions of grandeur”.

There were two parts to Rosenhan’s study the first part was to show how easy it was to get a diagnosis, the second part was to see how much hospital staff interacted with patients. Also they were to observe; if they maintained eye contact while asked a question and what kind of answer they received. Pseudo patients were to ask staff:”Pardon me, Mr. [or Dr. or Mrs.] X, could you tell me when I will be eligible for grounds privileges?” (or “… when I will be presented at the staff meeting?” or “… when I am likely to be discharged?”) (Rosenhan, 1973)  Most of the time pseudo patients got a one sentence answer when asking a nurse and usually had a very hard time even finding a psychiatrist to speak to; only one time did a pseudo patient have a full conversation with a nurse. Pseudo patient also noticed how much patient-staff segregation there was in four public hospitals; pseudo patient called the glassed areas “the cage” (Rosenhan, 1973). Pseudo patients saw that hospital staff rarely came out of the “cage”; they interpreted that as hospital staff was feeling as if they would catch their mental disorders.  Staff occasionally came out to “mingle” with patients while they were in the watching television. But only in one hospital did one staff member play cards with a patient. Hospital Staff usually only interacted with patients while doing the mandatory tasks such as running groups and giving out meds.

Patients often felt they were invisible to staff, they felt totally powerless and felt as if there was some major depersonalization going on. Patients were “shorn of credibility by virtue of his psychiatric label” (Rosenhan, 1973). Patients felt that their label of mental illness made them powerless in the eyes of the hospital staff. They had no privacy at all; the staff was not understanding at all with patients and would look at everything the patients did as pathological. Participants in the study knew they did belong in this sort of institution but they did succumb to some aspects of depersonalization, “a graduate student in psychology who was a participant, asked his wife to bring his textbooks to the hospital so he could catch up on his homework” (Rosenhan, 1973). The length of the pseudo patients’ hospitalizations ranged from seven to fifty-two days, with an average stay lasting nineteen days (Hansell and Damour, 2007). After Rosenhan disclosed that he sent pseudo patients into numerous mental health facilities, he said that one of more pseudo patients would be admitted in the next three months. Staff were to rate all new admissions on a ten point scale, one meant that the patient was a pseudo patient. “Over three months one hundred and ninety three patients were admitted but none of them were pseudo patients but forty-one patients were said to be fake by one staff member. Twenty-three were suspected by a psychiatrist and nineteen were suspected by a psychiatrist and a staff member” (Rosenhan, 1973).

A View from Being on the Inside

Being admitted into a mental health facility is a very scary thing. The whole process is very degrading, the body search, and staff going through ones belongings. Meeting with a psychiatrist for a maximum of ten minutes, who decides the fate of your mental status and changes one’s life as they know it because you now have a diagnosis. As in the Rosenhan study there were type-two errors happening; diagnosing one with a mental disorder/illness when they did not have one at all, as they were just pseudo patients in Rosenhan’s study. This is cause for great discomfort in one’s life as it changes everything; one now has a label that is put on them with their diagnosis, possibly not even being the correct one. One already has a label before the diagnosis as one being admitted to a mental health facility makes them “crazy”. Mental health has such a stigma attached to it, but with medical issues such as cancer there is not that stigma to stay away from one who has it. One having a mental disorder may have this illness as a pre existing condition, something that just happens beyond one’s control. It may be a chemical imbalance in ones brain, or an adaptation that had to happen in order for one to stay alive. Mental health should not have the kind of stigma that it has had since the ancient Greeks and Romans, it is 2009 and times are changing, technology is increasing. But yet there are still things scientists still do not know about it, “more people suffer from depression than heart disease, cancer and AIDS combined” (Skodol, 2007). One who suffers from a mental illness most likely always has an option to be on some type of medication; while medication can help some it may hinder others. Most hospital facilities tend to medicate for everything slowly adding to the idea of a “Prozac Nation”. It is fascinating that mental health facilities do not check their patients’ mouth to make sure they have taken their proper medication. In mental health facilities in 2009, they usually check ones mouth to make sure that medication is properly swallowed.

 There could be a correlation with Rosenhan’s study and the length of stay with patients in nineteen seventy-three. If patients were not taking their medication and disposing of it in the toilet as patients and pseudo patients did in the study they would not be able to receive the benefits of the medication. Medication can have great benefits for some patients especially patients with chemical imbalances within their brain. In 2009 in some mental health facilities the staff interacts with patients quite often, a lot more than in the Rosenhan study. Staff interaction can be a key component in maintaining calm, quiet within their unit. If staff does not interact with patients then they will not know if there is a patient having a difficult time. Also a psychiatrist should always observe a patients behavior because it could be different then what is exhibited within their consultations. Psychiatrists, nurses, and therapists should always be willing to answer ones questions when it concerns appropriate matters. As in Rosenhan’s study the patients of 2009 also feel as they have no privacy within a mental health facility mostly because of shared rooms. A lot of the common comforts of one’s home do not exist within a mental health facility; such as food choices and comfortable beds. But also patients have to realize that for some mental health facilities are not a choice, it is not a vacation destination. Mental health facilities do have their flaws but they do help one stay safe from danger.

Conclusion

David Rosenhan’s study showed the United States a lot about mental health and its practices. It also showed the stigma of mental health that still exists today. Pseudo patients got to experience what it is like to be in a mental health facility in the United States. Pseudo patients may still exist today within mental health facilities. Many aspects of the mental system got light shed on them, possibly changing the practices within them. Possibly having a smaller ratio between staff and patient, maybe more time out of “the cage”? Consequently, a change in medication procedures, limiting the amount of patients “cheeking” their meds by checking their mouths before they leave the medication window changes the effect of medication on a patient.  What has not changed from 1973 is the stigma of one’s mental illness. There is still a great deal of repercussion in relation to the type-two errors occurring in psychiatry. Misdiagnosis is prevalent among a percentage who claims to have a mental disorder. Just as in Rosenhan’s study with type-one errors there are professionals in mental health facilities today that feel some patients to be pseudo patients, in some cases it could be a manifestation of one’s symptoms, but no one really knows, not even scientists. When psychology students read of Rosenhan’s study they get to see the advancements in mental health and things that have remained the same. It is all in perspective.

The joy and innocents of a child is so beautiful, tonight as I watched my baby cousins walk towards me I felt that joy. I saw that innocents. I heard their contagious laughter, their talk of all that is silly. The babies that I speak of are far from babies, they are seven, four, and two.  My little monsters as I sometimes call them make me feel that some type of good and innocents actually exists.

To be perfectly honest, I am jealous of these three boys. They have a better childhood than I had.  They will get to have friends, play normal childhood games and grow up with love surrounding them. When I think about what they have, I get mad that I never had that. I think of my abusive childhood and adolescents and realize that now I am damaged goods. The “specialness” that I thought was good changed my life forever. My childhood that is gone. It was over before it even started.

When I was a child, I did not know there was anything else but abuse. I had no idea what other kids had. Which I suppose was a good thing. I think if I would have seen others experiencing their carefree childhood, safe from abuse it would have felt worse. Therefore, with that I am thankful that I never had others to compare myself to.

As I got older, I did eventually go to school and I saw other kids. In addition, I quickly learned that they were not like me at all. I did not know that I was abused but I just knew things were different for me. Some part of me would draw weird stuff in art class and the teacher would always call home. My grandparents respond that I just had a “vivid imagination”.

All throughout my life, I always felt out of place. I never knew why. I did not know my childhood was not “normal”. If I knew then what I know now, my life would be very different.  

When I get jealous of “my little monsters”, I think that I am helping them write chapters of their life story. I can give that what I never had. I can show them they have choices. I can make them feel special in a good way. I can be silly along with them. I can let my child parts come out and experience what real childhood is along with the boys. “My three little monsters” are so special to me. I love them, accept them, and always protect them.

Throughout all the depression, hopelessness and sadness, “my little monsters” give me something that no amount of therapy can. They give me a real life definition of innocents. They bring joy to me on the darkest of days. For that, they disserve only the best and that is what I intend on giving “my little monsters”.

“Be strong now because things will get better. It might be stormy now, But it can’t rain forever”

Recently one of my few friends from my childhood took his own life. We used to be friends but we had not talked in about 7 years. As we, both attended different high schools.  I was not particularly close with him or anyone until I went to high school. 

I do not remember him being depressed in middle school. Nevertheless, he could have been, as I do not remember much of anything.

I think many people are never seen as depressed because it may manifest itself differently in some. I know that childhood depression looks different that adult depression. I think when you’re in a high school your at that awkward stage and depression can be manifested with childlike symptoms.

During high school, a few of my classmates committed suicide. I always never really thought I felt any feelings about it. However, when everyone was talking about how much their suicide must have hurt their families, I had different feeling about that.

I always was jealous of the person that took their own life, as they finally were free. They did not have to living a life of hurt, sadness and pain. They did not have to hide their depression from everyone.

I went to a catholic school from when I started school formal school in 4^th grade. I never thought about suicide as a bad thing, but I never saw it as good. Suicide was always just indifferent to me.

I feel like I hide many feelings and I try to minimize my abuse. When I was twelve, I attempted suicide and I did not plan it. I was just something that I somehow already knew how to do…I really never understood it.

 My parents knew that I had tried to commit suicide but they did nothing to help me. The same thing happened in 6^th grade when they were told I was self-harming. They “talked the talk” to the school counselor and pretended to care.

I think that some parents might really care about what other people think of them. In addition, they may view getting help as something ugly. I think what is ugly is that sometimes people that are really hurting never get the help that they truly disserve and need.

Anyone who feels suicidal please seek professional help. Your life is worth it.

Rest In Peace..