by Hanli Bezuidenhout I was innocently sitting at home in a small town called Ellisras in the Limpopo province of South Africa when I received a phone call from a … Continue reading →
Looking for more stories from Joolee’s Forty? Didn’t find a new story today? (It’s true: we had a brief hiatus this week to accumulate material and give the web administrator and his lovely girlfriend (Joolee) time to prepare for their trip to Europe.)
Come back on Saturday, March 31 when we begin the final stretch to Joolee’s birthday with the final ten stories from some of the big names in Joolee’s world. That’s right, Joolee’s Forty is no longer accepting contributors (for now). But you’ve still got time to send Joolee a wish on the Wishes page before her birthday. Meanwhile enjoy the final ten!
by Bill Gregg Mine is a sordid tale of secrets and betrayal that took place nearly two decades ago (or what Joolee can now call “The halfway point”). It was … Continue reading →
by Sharon Legenza If you’re reading the stories on this website, you already know about Joolee’s many wonderful qualities, including her generous nature, kind heart and adventurous spirit. What you … Continue reading →
by Carey Steele Toksook Bay, where the black berries rise on muddy tundra hills we run. {Joolee and I first met during a cross-country meet in Toksook Bay, discovering that … Continue reading →
by Robin Walker Joolee is pen pal who always has interesting stories to share. We met in 2002 for one marvelous stint of oh, maybe twenty four hours! Joolee was … Continue reading →
by Sharon Lahr In 1995 Julie was working for Granite Angels (backpacking trips for women) and asked if I’d like to go on their trip to Nepal. Arriving in Kathmandu, … Continue reading →
by Amanda Vestal It was my first year at MICA in 2009, Joolee was a lead guide and I was an intern. On one of our trips I was told … Continue reading →
by Annie Bole I hit the jackpot my freshman year at Shippensburg, when I was assigned a dorm room on a floor mostly comprised of upperclassmen, who welcomed us right … Continue reading →
by Jason Bowman Patchoulie guided her precious vehicle over the small mountain pass in Arizona, the wind whipping our hair as we soaked in the warm desert atmosphere. As she … Continue reading →