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Nichols, Darrell Travis
Darrell Travis Nichols, 32, of Troutville, went home to be with the Lord, Saturday, November 14, 2009. He was a graduate of Lord Botetourt High School and the Jefferson College of Health Science. He was employed by Carrington Place at Wytheville as an Occupational Therapy Assistant. He enjoyed singing, and shopping for "treasures" at yard sales and flea markets. He attended Dale Ridge Church of Christ. Surviving are his father and mother, Cecil and Beverly Godsey Nichols of Troutville; brother, Joe Nichols and wife Nicole of Cookeville, Tenn.; sister, Amanda Nichols of Boston, Mass.; grandparents, Arthur and Lilly Godsey of Roanoke; and numerous aunts; uncles; nieces; nephews; and cousins. The family requests that memorials be made to Dale Ridge Church of Christ 7165 Cloverdale Road Roanoke, Virginia 24019. A memorial service will be conducted 7 p.m. Tuesday, November 17, 2009 at Dale Ridge Church of Christ (beside the Botetourt Athletic Club) by Michael Carter, minister. The family will receive friends following the service. Arrangements by
Simpson Funeral Home & Crematory.
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Foxes in Boxes
Minks are the fur farm animals of choice, with 2.55 million pelts produced in the U.S. during the 2003 season, down 2 percent from the previous year, not counting the animals who die of disease or “mishaps” before they can be pelted. According to a National Agriculture Statistics Service (NASS) report dated July 15, 2004, there are 307 mink farms in the U.S., down 5 percent from a year ago.
Ranchers also breed foxes, beavers, and rabbits for fur. In the U.S., fur farms produced approximately 50,000 fox-fur
pelts last year.
Some of them came from a place not far from the Eastern Seaboard where dead animals and animal parts litter the grounds in various states of decay. "Breeder" foxes peer intently from their cages, their view of the world chopped into the rectangles created by the mesh wiring. Their food containers are rusty cans, feces is piled up to boot-rim height, and the buildings groan in disrepair. The owner showed our investigators a wheelbarrow full of blood and skinned minks’ bodies and, not far off, two cages dripping with the corpses of foxes newly killed and skinned. One fox’s body, stripped of fur except around the ankles, lay in the dirt. The smell of decay permeated the place.
An undercover investigation into one randomly selected Northeastern fur farm caught one fur farmer illegally killing minks by injecting an insecticide into their hearts. This crude method of killing causes animals to convulse for up to 10 minutes before they die.
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This is very wrong these people should be ashamed of there selfs the poor animals do not deserve this if you watch the video its very sad as well as sickening god bless these poor animals !!
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When undercover investigators made their way onto Chinese fur farms, they found that many animals are still alive and struggling desperately when workers flip them onto their backs or hang them up by their legs or tails to skin them. When workers on these farms begin to cut the skin and fur from an animal's leg, the free limbs kick and writhe. Workers stomp on the necks and heads of animals who struggle too hard to
allow a clean cut.
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The only way to prevent such unimaginable cruelty is never to wear any fur.
Take PETA's pledge to be fur-free today!
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HAPPY AUTUMN
Being a Christian is like being a pumpkin.
God lifts you up, takes you in, and
washes all the dirt off
of you. He opens you up, touches you
deep inside and scoops
out all the yucky stuff-- including the
seeds of doubt, hate
, greed, etc. Then He carves you a
new smiling face and puts
His light inside you to shine for all
the world to see
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You're My Sweet Dream
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You're my sweet dream
You're my everything
I couldn't ask for more
Cause I have it all with you
There's nothing stronger
Then the way our love flows
I'm going to upset heaven
Cause without you I don't want to go
I want to be with you beyond the end of time
I'll die over and over before leave you behind
I know that's not in my power
We all have to face that final hour
I'll go down on my knees
And beg the lord to let you stay
There's no doubt In my mine
I'll die when he take you away
When you're feeling down
I'm always there to make you feel better
You know you can hold me to my word and every letter
I'm always sheltering you from the rain
I wish I could protect you from life's pain
You will be my sweet dream until we're laid to rest
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Thanks so much Hugz Deborah
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