I have this terrible temper, but since I read the book, my attitude has changed.
I feel more positive. Now I'm in control.
I was a complete failure in relationships. I kept thinking, what's wrong with me?
The book gave me answers. Now I feel great about myself.
And by the time I got to the fourth chapter, I had the energy and will to get back on my feet again. It was amazing!
Read Dianetics by L. Ron Hubbard.
It's the owner's manual for the human mind.
Get your copy today at Walden Books.
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I'm Dr. Kenneth Brooklyn. There are new and special vision devices that may enable the low vision patient to work in a normal environment.
If you've been diagnosed as partially sighted, have your eyes examined by a doctor specializing in low vision.
Many partially sighted patients have never had an eye examination that determines the proper device to meet their specific vision needs.
At this time, Channel 7, KBC-TV Los Angeles, leaves the air.
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This is Roger Carroll bidding you a good morning for the entire staff of KBC-TV.
And we now conclude our broadcast day with an inspirational poem and our national anthem.
The National Anthem
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth, And danced the skies on laughter's silvery wings.
Some were that climb, And joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds,
And done a hundred things you have not dreamed of, Weaved and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence.
Up, ring, there, I chased the shouting wind along, And flung my eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious burning blue, I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace, Where never lark nor even eagle flew.
And while with silent, lifting mind, I've trod the high, untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand, and touch the face of God.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth, And danced the skies on laughter's silvery wings.
The National Anthem