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		<title>By: NEIL</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 10:35:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: VINCENT</title>
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		<title>By: Aunt Bebe</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aunt Bebe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 04:40:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My fondest memory of the Fourth of July, hands down, was the year we went to Henry Zelewski&#039;s.  You see, Henry was a friend of my father&#039;s from his work, at Sears- a massive, round-faced bearded happy man that my dad played cards and bowled with...or at least that was what they told their wives.
Henry&#039;s family had a home somewhere close to the city, and I had been there once.  By sheer luck, it was the day they made peirogies for dinner and I got to eat with them!  Giant butter-crisp dumplings filled with cheesy mashed potatoes that melted when you bit down and chewed!  But Fourth of July was not spent at the house in the city.  It was at their weekend house.
See, the Zeliewski&#039;s were magical in my eyes because they owned a house on an island in the river.  They invited our family to come for the holiday!  My father and mother called ahead to tell Mr. Zeliewski when to expect us, so that he could come over by boat and pick us up to take us to his island retreat!  We rode our car to the edge of the river, parked, and when he pulled the boat up to the dock, I felt like I was headed to a tropical fantasy.
Funny how we remember feelings more than we remember actual events.  I do remember that they had a very simple little white house, I remember fireworks, and sparklers and Billy Joel &quot;Only the Good Die Young&quot; playing.  Mostly I remember a feeling of sheer happiness and joy with life in that day.
I miss childhood.  I think I will have another.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My fondest memory of the Fourth of July, hands down, was the year we went to Henry Zelewski&#8217;s.  You see, Henry was a friend of my father&#8217;s from his work, at Sears- a massive, round-faced bearded happy man that my dad played cards and bowled with&#8230;or at least that was what they told their wives.<br />
Henry&#8217;s family had a home somewhere close to the city, and I had been there once.  By sheer luck, it was the day they made peirogies for dinner and I got to eat with them!  Giant butter-crisp dumplings filled with cheesy mashed potatoes that melted when you bit down and chewed!  But Fourth of July was not spent at the house in the city.  It was at their weekend house.<br />
See, the Zeliewski&#8217;s were magical in my eyes because they owned a house on an island in the river.  They invited our family to come for the holiday!  My father and mother called ahead to tell Mr. Zeliewski when to expect us, so that he could come over by boat and pick us up to take us to his island retreat!  We rode our car to the edge of the river, parked, and when he pulled the boat up to the dock, I felt like I was headed to a tropical fantasy.<br />
Funny how we remember feelings more than we remember actual events.  I do remember that they had a very simple little white house, I remember fireworks, and sparklers and Billy Joel &#8220;Only the Good Die Young&#8221; playing.  Mostly I remember a feeling of sheer happiness and joy with life in that day.<br />
I miss childhood.  I think I will have another.</p>
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		<title>By: Cherie Mcshane</title>
		<link>http://www.rebeccawellsbooks.com/?p=400&#038;cpage=1#comment-1824</link>
		<dc:creator>Cherie Mcshane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2010 02:26:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is a interesting post.</description>
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		<title>By: Geraldo Ashalintubbi</title>
		<link>http://www.rebeccawellsbooks.com/?p=400&#038;cpage=1#comment-1817</link>
		<dc:creator>Geraldo Ashalintubbi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 10:05:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is a good post.</description>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
		<link>http://www.rebeccawellsbooks.com/?p=400&#038;cpage=1#comment-1463</link>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 03:30:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Rebecca;

I have spent the past week recouperating from surgery, going stir-crazy in bed. I reread your books for the two-dozenth time, and they never fail to move me, no matter how familiar they are.</description>
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<p>I have spent the past week recouperating from surgery, going stir-crazy in bed. I reread your books for the two-dozenth time, and they never fail to move me, no matter how familiar they are.</p>
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