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					<description><![CDATA[This is lovely. It reminds me of the letters I have saved from various people, including my mother -- just the everyday, ordinary letters.  &quot;I walked over to the church to deliver the accounts I was working on, and chatted with Marilyn ... I&#039;ll walk to the Post Office now with this letter ... I took out some chicken to thaw, but it is still frozen; we&#039;ll have spaghetti tonight, I guess, with the last jar of canned tomatoes.&quot; Each day is indeed precious. I&#039;m glad you&#039;re capturing some of them -- and sharing!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is lovely. It reminds me of the letters I have saved from various people, including my mother &#8212; just the everyday, ordinary letters.  &#8220;I walked over to the church to deliver the accounts I was working on, and chatted with Marilyn &#8230; I&#8217;ll walk to the Post Office now with this letter &#8230; I took out some chicken to thaw, but it is still frozen; we&#8217;ll have spaghetti tonight, I guess, with the last jar of canned tomatoes.&#8221; Each day is indeed precious. I&#8217;m glad you&#8217;re capturing some of them &#8212; and sharing!</p>
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