Saturday, September 5, 2009
Chris Gardner - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia pt II
Chris Gardner - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: "Contents [hide]
1 Early years
2 Early adulthood
3 Matrimony and parenthood
4 Fatherhood amidst homelessness
5 Business ventures
6 Philanthropic initiatives
7 Book and motion picture
8 See also
9 Notes
10 External links"
Chris Gardner - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Chris Gardner - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: "Christopher Paul Gardner (born February 9, 1954 in Milwaukee, Wisconsin) is a self-made millionaire, entrepreneur, motivational speaker, and philanthropist who, during the early 1980s, struggled with homelessness while raising his toddler son, Christopher, Jr.[1] Gardner's book of memoirs, The Pursuit of Happyness, was published in May 2006.[2]
As of 2006, he is CEO of his own stockbrokerage firm, Gardner Rich & Co, based in Chicago, Illinois, where he resides when he is not living in New York City. Gardner credits his tenacity and success to the 'spiritual genetics' handed down to him by his mother, Bettye Jean Triplett, née Gardner,[2][3][4] and to the high expectations placed on him by his children, son Chris Jr. (born 1981) and daughter Jacintha (born 1985).[1] Gardner's personal struggle of establishing himself as a stockbroker while managing fatherhood and homelessness is portrayed in the 2006 motion picture The Pursuit of Happyness, starring Will Smith.[4][5]"
Your blog - StumbleUpon
Your blog - StumbleUpon: "WALL 2 WALL CONTACTS
As I wake the voices
rages above me..a
arguement gets out
of control..I hold
on to privacy for my
dreams..where I smile..
I lace myself
with your embrace..
u smile back..kiss the
wind of paradise..were
the flava of berries
and cream becomes
your taste..sex appeal..
we'll embark on a
mystery..we will lavish
ourselves the cure to
handle sadness up above
our room the sign of
danger ahead..but..we
dare not interfere
with neglect..what
serves time spent,what
nudges away from..whats
untangled..released
THE love of lady..in
marriage..not available
for use 2b in love..
claimed love forever..
while our room smells
of nature..taking
upper case rages
volume left big words
with no defense,fails..
moments kept..while
beneath what has been
heaven..the walls do
not sleep..tells the
story of..what
goes around the block
and back ..lost track
of listening..when worlds
collide..the aftermath..
ruined..CREATEAug 13, 4:19am"
Your blog - StumbleUpon
Your blog - StumbleUpon: "Hello open mind,,what have
u got today to leave us
with portions of,eyes that
wept all night, while out
with your stone cold lover
of
Bourbon st colors,
a mixture of ribble,,jack
daniels and a plate of
what's dirty..rice & gravy..
crawfish and Lobster..
while the horn blows
at midnight blues..with high
heels shoes and dixie land
swing flow..my Capital
the body dances until..
theres no more rhythm walking
down Bourbon st..while the
drink..attempts 2 recognize..
a village without a house..
rescued from the levies,shifts
it's own..CLEANS..what surfaced..
the will 2 live..restored..
the struggle..what buries the
hope to live again..New Orleans,
my next destination real..CreateAug 13, 3:54am
I come with a message for"
Your blog - StumbleUpon
Your blog - StumbleUpon: "I come with a message for
some..what's wise ..be
cautious..protect myself
at all cost
while i grasp my wallet,look
inside whats nervous,shaking
changing..what's left inside
my pocket,i walk beyond the
cracks
never to make a mistake,step
where i know I will break my
back and if i fall,from where
u loose track, a liar remains
the truth
of falsehood.. me the trap
becomes strength, pretends..
whats too
late 2 mention..CREATE"
Your blog - StumbleUpon
Your blog - StumbleUpon:
I tremble from what urges
me to break my fall..
whats takes my soul and
clings like a love
without a known one..
what ties me up and begs
for mercy..while the pages
keep lingering..the
lines wears me against my
will..what performs
a raging fire
love songs of passion..
I grab myself as respect..
but I'm no permission..
I weigh the circumstances..
how long will it go on..
with red eyes..motionless..
stares..ask to surrender..
what won't let go of..
I'm torn..a disturbed thought..
while away from your heart,
I take one step from escaping,
the wages of sin..becomes stolen
moments..a lock no key can
escape from..the arms of a stranger..CREATE"
Your blog - StumbleUpon
Your blog - StumbleUpon: "though we walk in the shadows
of our brothas ..
where sistas roams
the prey exposed..
there are lessons
to be learned..
a man and his woman
are not equal..
sending him home..
without a burnt out
lady..condem as touched..
the signs of playtime
with no moral sense,
Wifey..the term..meaning,
a skirt,,with dirt up
the rear and outta
controlled deseased
aftermath..the subject of
many..a hoe..no wifey,
hell no not me..check it..
proceed..from the thoughts of
GHOST FACE..AKA,Tony Starks..THE WU<>CREATE"
Happiness in this World
Happiness in this World: "How To Keep Your Child (And Yourself) Safe From Strangers
Posted by Alex Lickerman on August 23rd, 2009 Print Email"
Quote 1005
Quote 1005: "Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.
Albert Einstein, 03/14/1879 - 04/18/1955"
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