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		<title>By: Blake</title>
		<link>http://fanflower.com/2008/10/30/a-letter-from-the-past/#comment-253</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 05:23:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wow - do post the rest of the letter if/when it gets found!  Also, my grandmother&#039;s name was Gladys, too. :)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow &#8211; do post the rest of the letter if/when it gets found!  Also, my grandmother&#8217;s name was Gladys, too. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: cornbred</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 02:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thanks for bringing this letter to our attention.  Mother was still writing well at 83.  Maybe I can hold it together a few years more to once in awhile be coherent.  It was quite a struggle for their family with the health crises and the moves and changes that surely drained the meager finances that were available.  Medical treatments we now take for granted were only a dream 100 years ago.  Aunt Edna was my favorite aunt and to live so long as uncomfortable as she surely was, was remarkable.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for bringing this letter to our attention.  Mother was still writing well at 83.  Maybe I can hold it together a few years more to once in awhile be coherent.  It was quite a struggle for their family with the health crises and the moves and changes that surely drained the meager finances that were available.  Medical treatments we now take for granted were only a dream 100 years ago.  Aunt Edna was my favorite aunt and to live so long as uncomfortable as she surely was, was remarkable.</p>
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