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Jean C. Wheeler

Birth Place
Tarrytown, NY

Age Category

Birth month and day
April 7


Retired Psychoanalyst from my Private Practice for almost two years.

writing, painting, dancing, reading, cooking, etc.

Awards or achievements
In 1980, the Senior Class at Northeastern Bible College in Essex Fells, NJ, dedicated the yearbook to me, probably the award I value most. In 1955, when I graduated as a Marine from Boot Camp on Parris Island, SC, I was awarded a PFC stripe as Most Outstanding Recruit of my platoon. I have since received many awards as a member of the Olde English Leathernecks Detachment of the Marine Corps League. I was awarded a Plaque for starting and directing the ESL Ministry in my church which I led for five years before turning it over to other competent volunteers.

Marital status

One Daughter

Published works
None as of yet. Since I have only been writing poems, essays, memoirs, and stories for a few years, I haven't tried to publish before. Now that I am retired, I am more serious about publication and, hopefully, winning a few contests.

Volunteer work
ESL, College Student Ministry, Singles Ministry, JAM (Jesus and Me 3-5 year old children) Coordinator, and Adult Sunday School teacher in my church. Event planning for annual fund raising dances for the Marine Corps Ball and the Italian American Club of York County. Some volunteer work at a local Title One Elementary School.

Professional or Philanthropic associations (including religious affiliation)
Lifetime member of the Christian Association for Psychological Studies; past president of the Carolinas Christian Counselors Fellowship, past member of the National Association for the Advancement of Psychoanalysis, past member of the Board of Directors (15 years)of Chosen People Ministries.

Poetry writing experience
Very little. I have only been writing poetry for close to three years and only recently considered posting or publishing.

State or country in which the poet resides
South Carolina

Testimony of saving faith for Christians only
I came to know Jesus Christ as my Savior and Lord in 1967 when I was 30 years of age, six months after my husband was saved. I was on fire for the Lord and soon was giving my testimony for Christian Women's Clubs and going on tour for them. In my private practice, my psychotherapy techniques reflected the sound integration of psychology with the Word of God and were applied according to my client's individual needs and wishes. I believe God gifted me with the ability to serve people with psychological disorders--serious and otherwise--and I am still attuned to meeting others' needs.

About the Poet
I am a former psychology professor at a bible college, Christian liberal arts colleges, and a seminary. I also spoke mainly for church and para-church organizations, and have recently retired from my clinical practice where I did psychotherapy mostly with Christians. My life bible verse is II Timothy 1:7--"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."

Currently, I write, paint, dance, volunteer and read voraciously among other things. Who said that retirement is boring? Not me.

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Chime Of The Day

February 1, 2023

School Days Are Over!
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By George David Denson
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School days are over -- at least for another year.
One hundred and eighty days of labor,
Filled with blood, sweat and loving tears.

Teaching Math, English, Science, and so much more,
Helping our children, read, learn and grow,
Has to be one of life's most joyous chore.

In our society, entertainment has become our god,
Sadly, our teachers and our children,
Often receive nothing more than a half-hearted nod.

Education not entertainment should be priority # one!
Even Harry Potter would agree,
Such an awesome challenge must not be left undone.

School days are over, but soon they will begin again.
One hundred and eighty days of urgent labor,
O' that we would no longer betray our best friend!

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