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	<title>Comments on: Ya Gotta Have Hope&#8230;</title>
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	<description>Published Author Beth Anderson</description>
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		<title>By: Beth</title>
		<link>http://www.bethanderson-hotclue.com/blog/2006/09/16/ya-gotta-have-hope/comment-page-1/#comment-355</link>
		<dc:creator>Beth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 04:55:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very beautiful, these are so similar to the memories that I have of my grandmother Dee Dee. A different time, no homemade ice cream but, many home made meals made with me helping. Stories told while we cooked. My grandfather fed first, who also was a man of few words during those times, sitting in front of the T.V. while we ate, the Laurence Welk show on, and both of my grandparents breaking into song and sharing memories with me. Her beautiful voice and his deep alto joining in. Then, they would laugh and share stories. After my grandfather had gone to bed my grandmother and I would sit up for hours playing Gin Rummy while she&#039;d tell me again for the millionth time (because I&#039;d asked her to for the millionth time) to tell me about her life when she was a little girl. These are the things that life is really about. Thank you for sharing your memories with me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very beautiful, these are so similar to the memories that I have of my grandmother Dee Dee. A different time, no homemade ice cream but, many home made meals made with me helping. Stories told while we cooked. My grandfather fed first, who also was a man of few words during those times, sitting in front of the T.V. while we ate, the Laurence Welk show on, and both of my grandparents breaking into song and sharing memories with me. Her beautiful voice and his deep alto joining in. Then, they would laugh and share stories. After my grandfather had gone to bed my grandmother and I would sit up for hours playing Gin Rummy while she&#8217;d tell me again for the millionth time (because I&#8217;d asked her to for the millionth time) to tell me about her life when she was a little girl. These are the things that life is really about. Thank you for sharing your memories with me.</p>
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		<title>By: Hotclue</title>
		<link>http://www.bethanderson-hotclue.com/blog/2006/09/16/ya-gotta-have-hope/comment-page-1/#comment-316</link>
		<dc:creator>Hotclue</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 21:58:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You&#039;ll find your keys, and you&#039;ll find your pace, I know you will because you&#039;ve got the desire and the will to do it.  Personally, I think you&#039;re on the right track now, so go, go, go.  I know you can do it.  I KNOW you can.

Hugs, Hotclue, emailing this answer from (where the heck did I say we were going?  Oh, yeah, Paris, and I gotta go, the wine guy just popped the champagne cork and I&#039;m thirsty, thirsty, THIRSTY!  You write, I&#039;ll do a champagne toast to your success.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;ll find your keys, and you&#8217;ll find your pace, I know you will because you&#8217;ve got the desire and the will to do it.  Personally, I think you&#8217;re on the right track now, so go, go, go.  I know you can do it.  I KNOW you can.</p>
<p>Hugs, Hotclue, emailing this answer from (where the heck did I say we were going?  Oh, yeah, Paris, and I gotta go, the wine guy just popped the champagne cork and I&#8217;m thirsty, thirsty, THIRSTY!  You write, I&#8217;ll do a champagne toast to your success.</p>
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		<title>By: Yasmine Phoenix</title>
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		<dc:creator>Yasmine Phoenix</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 20:37:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hotclue, you&#039;re a doll. A hot, sexy, very smart doll. I can see why you hooked up with Beth. I&#039;ve made notes and am using your suggestions. Now, I&#039;ve hope AND direction. Which is good, cause I can&#039;t find my car and house keys and they&#039;re in this damn house. That I know for sure.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hotclue, you&#8217;re a doll. A hot, sexy, very smart doll. I can see why you hooked up with Beth. I&#8217;ve made notes and am using your suggestions. Now, I&#8217;ve hope AND direction. Which is good, cause I can&#8217;t find my car and house keys and they&#8217;re in this damn house. That I know for sure.</p>
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