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	<title>Comments on: Vanishing Point</title>
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	<description>The distance between insanity and genius is measured in success.</description>
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		<title>By: Celia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Celia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 10:40:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kevin, what a gift you have for recording what you see and feel.  It is a beautiful talent - thank you for sharing it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kevin, what a gift you have for recording what you see and feel.  It is a beautiful talent &#8211; thank you for sharing it.</p>
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		<title>By: mom</title>
		<link>http://www.kevinwjolley.com/?p=24&#038;cpage=1#comment-127</link>
		<dc:creator>mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 04:32:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am sorry, but you can&#039;t avoid the responsibility of recording magical moments.  You have a gift for catching a fleeting smile or a memorable scene.  A picture preserves that moment in your memory, then the descriptive words all come back. You know how I love pictures.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am sorry, but you can&#8217;t avoid the responsibility of recording magical moments.  You have a gift for catching a fleeting smile or a memorable scene.  A picture preserves that moment in your memory, then the descriptive words all come back. You know how I love pictures.</p>
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		<title>By: mom</title>
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		<dc:creator>mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 06:04:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember the morning at sunrise when you showed me the exact spot I needed to stand to see the two Tri-City bridges just as the sun lit them up.  My purpose that morning was to show you how fast we could deliver the papers and thereby increase our pay for time ratio.  I learned a greater lesson, one that I will always treasure.  MOM</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember the morning at sunrise when you showed me the exact spot I needed to stand to see the two Tri-City bridges just as the sun lit them up.  My purpose that morning was to show you how fast we could deliver the papers and thereby increase our pay for time ratio.  I learned a greater lesson, one that I will always treasure.  MOM</p>
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