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<entry><title>Dennis Franz (person)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/Dennis+Franz"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/Dennis+Franz</id><author><name>RainnStarr</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr</uri></author><published>2003-10-05T17:34:57Z</published><updated>2003-10-05T17:34:57Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt; During his acting career, he's frequently played the role of a cop. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt; It's certainly not his first TV &lt;a href=&quot;/title/cop&quot;&gt;cop&lt;/a&gt; role, but it's the one that made him famous. Since &lt;em&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/NYPD+Blue&quot;&gt;NYPD Blue&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt; made its &lt;a href=&quot;/title/debut&quot;&gt;debut&lt;/a&gt; in 1993, Dennis Franz has portrayed a tough detective who has battled demons of his own. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt; Birth Name: &lt;/strong&gt; Dennis Franz Schlachta
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&lt;strong&gt; Place of Birth: &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Maywood%252C+Illinois&quot;&gt;Maywood, Illinois&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/USA&quot;&gt;USA&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt; Date of Birth: &lt;/strong&gt; October 28, 1944
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&lt;strong&gt; Occupation: &lt;/strong&gt; Actor, Writer
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&lt;strong&gt; Family: &lt;/strong&gt; Dennis Franz is the son of German immigrant, Franz Schlachta and his wife, Eleanor, both of whom were &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Chicago&quot;&gt;Chicago&lt;/a&gt; postal workers. The youngest of three children, Dennis has two older sisters. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt; Significant Other: &lt;/strong&gt; On April 1, 1995, Dennis married his longtime love, Joanie Zeck. Dennis and Joanie have two daughters. Tricia&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>May 18, 2003 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/May+18%252C+2003"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/May+18%252C+2003</id><author><name>RainnStarr</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr</uri></author><published>2003-05-18T18:04:36Z</published><updated>2003-05-18T18:04:36Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/May+17%252C+2003&quot;&gt;May 17, 1990&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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It was 13 years ago this month that I had my left leg amputated. Family and friends surrounded me in love, support and prayer during the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/battle&quot;&gt;battle&lt;/a&gt; that lasted three years. They did everything medically possible to save my leg, but when all was said and done, I couldn't take it anymore. &lt;/p&gt;
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I'd gotten so &lt;a href=&quot;/title/depressed&quot;&gt;depressed&lt;/a&gt; that I couldn't hide it from my family. I had always kept my chin up for them because from the bottom of my heart I believed that after all they had done for me, the least I could do for them was to be brave. Not even for them could I be strong. &lt;/p&gt;
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The limb became &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Necrosis&quot;&gt;necrotic&lt;/a&gt; and amputation was the best course of action. Hearing the doctor say the words was a shock at first as deep down inside I guess I was hoping for another answer. Lying in bed that night and thinking about it, however, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/I+knew+what+was+happening&quot;&gt;I knew what was happening&lt;/a&gt; inside of my body and I knew what needed to be done. From that point&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Rebecca Gayheart (person)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/Rebecca+Gayheart"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/Rebecca+Gayheart</id><author><name>RainnStarr</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr</uri></author><published>2003-03-30T01:16:09Z</published><updated>2003-03-30T01:16:09Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Overview &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
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Actress and former model Rebecca Gayheart is &lt;a href=&quot;/title/beautiful&quot;&gt;beautiful&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Sex+Appeal&quot;&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt; and talented. For two years, she was recognizable solely for her work on television commercials as the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Noxzema&quot;&gt;Noxzema&lt;/a&gt; Girl. Her hypnotic eyes and silky hair are enough to get anyone's attention. The commercials lead to a role on a daytime soap, a popular teen drama, as well as roles in films. Things were looking good for her until a car accident claimed a little boy's life and changed hers forever. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h1&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Beginning &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
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Rebecca Gayheart was born in &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Hazard%252C+Kentucky&quot;&gt;Hazard, Kentucky&lt;/a&gt; to coal miner Curtis Gayheart and his wife, Floneva, a homemaker. Raised in &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Pinetop%252C+Kentucky&quot;&gt;Pinetop, Kentucky&lt;/a&gt;, not far from where she was born, Rebecca has two brothers and one sister and is of &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Italian&quot;&gt;Italian&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Irish&quot;&gt;Irish&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/German&quot;&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Cherokee&quot;&gt;Cherokee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/heritage&quot;&gt;heritage&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;
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She decided to move to New York when she was 15 years old where she would be closer to the things she loved to do, acting and modeling. After&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>February 19, 2003 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/February+19%252C+2003"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/February+19%252C+2003</id><author><name>RainnStarr</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr</uri></author><published>2003-02-19T01:16:57Z</published><updated>2003-02-19T01:16:57Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;a href=&quot;/title/I%2527m+scared&quot;&gt;I'm scared&lt;/a&gt;. 
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&lt;a href=&quot;/title/It+was+a+good+day&quot;&gt;The good days&lt;/a&gt; are getting few and far between. When my mother helped me out of bed this morning, I went to brush my hair as I always do. While she was making my bed, I looked in the mirror and picked up my favorite hairbrush. &lt;/p&gt;
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Suddenly, my entire arm went numb, I lost my grip on the brush and dropped it. For about 15 seconds, I was unable to move my arm, hand or my fingers. &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Fortune&quot;&gt;Fortunately&lt;/a&gt;, it had fallen back on my dressing table, where I could pick it up myself when the feeling in my arm returned. &lt;/p&gt;
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Lack of coordination is not uncommon for me, so when the brush hit the table, my mother just continued on with what she was doing. With her back turned, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/The+Old+Man+I+didn%2527t+see+die&quot;&gt;she didn't see&lt;/a&gt; my arm go limp. I didn't want her to. She would only worry about something she has no control over. She worries about me enough as it is. I see it in her eyes whenever she looks at me. &lt;/p&gt;
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My right arm is my only functional appendage. The&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Heather Locklear (person)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/Heather+Locklear"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/Heather+Locklear</id><author><name>RainnStarr</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr</uri></author><published>2003-01-05T22:34:30Z</published><updated>2003-01-05T22:34:30Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt; All American Beauty &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt; Heather Locklear's great looks got her noticed by a casting director when she was a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/How+to+BS+a+Term+Paper&quot;&gt;college freshman&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt; Name: &lt;/strong&gt; Heather Dean Locklear 
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&lt;strong&gt; Date of Birth: &lt;/strong&gt; September 25, 1961
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&lt;strong&gt; Place of Birth: &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Los+Angeles&quot;&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/California&quot;&gt;California&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/USA&quot;&gt;USA&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt; Marital Status: &lt;/strong&gt; Married &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Richie+Sambora&quot;&gt;Richie Sambora&lt;/a&gt; on December 17, 1994. The couple has a daughter,  Ava Elizabeth, born October 4, 1997. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt; Family: &lt;/strong&gt; Heather is the youngest of four children born to Bill and Diane Locklear. Bill is employed at &lt;a href=&quot;/title/UCLA&quot;&gt;UCLA&lt;/a&gt; as director of the career placement office and Diane is an administrative assistant for &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Disney&quot;&gt;Disney&lt;/a&gt;. On her mother's side of the family, Heather is cousin to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Marla+Maples&quot;&gt;Marla Maples&lt;/a&gt;. On her father's side, Heather is part &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Native+American&quot;&gt;Native American&lt;/a&gt;. Part Lumbee Indian, the actress attributes her&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>January 1, 2003 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/January+1%252C+2003"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr/writeups/January+1%252C+2003</id><author><name>RainnStarr</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RainnStarr</uri></author><published>2003-01-02T00:05:14Z</published><updated>2003-01-02T00:05:14Z</updated>
<content type="html">It's the first day of the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/January+1%252C+2003&quot;&gt;New Year&lt;/a&gt; and  the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/addicted&quot;&gt;goodies&lt;/a&gt; are tempting me right now. The good ol' booze and pills. There was a time when I was abusing the very thing that's supposed to help me. I would not only take more medication than was prescribed for me, but I also began mixing them with alcohol. Most of the time, I was so high that I had no idea what was going on around me. Nor did I care. 
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Commit &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Fuck+Blame&quot;&gt;suicide&lt;/a&gt;? No. I've been down this road before. I know just how much to take to catch a buzz or make myself numb just for a little while. &lt;a href=&quot;/title/I+don%2527t+want+to+die&quot;&gt;I don't want to die&lt;/a&gt; because I have too much to live for. I have a family that loves me, friends that care. Last but not least, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Help+people+that+need+help&quot;&gt;I've yet to finish doing what I've been put on this earth to do&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;
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So why did I even think about getting high today? &lt;a href=&quot;/title/I%2527m+in+pain&quot;&gt;I'm in pain&lt;/a&gt;. I've not been feeling well for over a month. This is not uncommon with a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Cerebral+Palsy&quot;&gt;disability&lt;/a&gt; such as  mine, but none of this&amp;hellip;</content>
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