Date: Tue, 7 Jan 2014 21:27:21 -0500 From: connectnc.net Subject: chasing windmills Everyone knows I try my best to help others . I try to fix things and I try to make a difference . I was disabled years ago from a combination of car wrecks and being hit byContinue Reading

Date: Sun, 24 Nov 2013 23:45:46 -0500 From: “connectnc.net” Subject: Christmas Angels and the rabbit lady 😉 Its cold outside tonight and I am feeling a lot like Christmas even though we haven’t got through Thanksgiving yet .    I have someone with an early Christmas need  who is as independentContinue Reading

Date: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 10:28:54 -0400 From: stinmar1 Subject: assisted living care information I really do appreciate all who read this and all who respond.  I am at a point I need some advice and some information . My mama is a brittle 67 year old diabetic . SheContinue Reading

Date: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 12:55:33 -0500 From: “connectnc.net Subject: Hammers , nails and chathamites Brad Page made a good point . Where will the money come from to help these elderly  folks in need right here right now .  I have a list of angels like Brad who helpContinue Reading

Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2013 10:31:53 -0500 From: “connectnc.net” Subject: Just a thought on noise Whether its gunfire late at night or someone racing an engine rattling the windows on your home no one likes loud noise at night period .  I feel the whole Chatlist gun issue isn’t withContinue Reading

Date: Sun, 13 Oct 2013 19:35:32 -0400 From: Gene Subject: Chatham Chatlist membership over 4,800 Forgot to mention last week, that the number of Chatham Chatlist members went over 4,800 at the end of September. At this rate we should probably hit 5,000 members sometime in the first half ofContinue Reading

Date: Mon, 7 Oct 2013 16:53:14 -0700 (PDT) From: Gene Subject: My Take on Using “Real Names” Not much has changed since 2007. Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2007 22:13:10 -0400 From: “Gene” My Take on Using “Real Names” The discussion about using “real names” on the chatlist [and bulletin board]Continue Reading