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	<title>Comments on: Reflecting Twenty Years Ago</title>
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		<title>By: Tamar E. Granor</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tamar E. Granor</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 16:55:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My grandfather&#039;s funeral was the day of the Challenger explosion. I had gone to Disney World with my family when I learned my grandfather had died. I left my husband and son in Orlando and flew to Washington for the funeral. My husband says they were on the skyride in the Magic Kindgom and saw a flash of light, but didn&#039;t know until much later what it was.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My grandfather&#8217;s funeral was the day of the Challenger explosion. I had gone to Disney World with my family when I learned my grandfather had died. I left my husband and son in Orlando and flew to Washington for the funeral. My husband says they were on the skyride in the Magic Kindgom and saw a flash of light, but didn&#8217;t know until much later what it was.</p>
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		<title>By: Toni M. Feltman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Toni M. Feltman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 09:18:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, I remember this day too. I was in one of the best English classes I have ever taken. There was a TV on in the room which was odd in the first place. Our teacher (a great grad student) was late. She walked in had not even began speaking when it happened. We started each class by writing in our journals. She promptly packed her briefcase up, asked us to finish our journal entries, turned the TV off and left the room saying that she could not teach on a day like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it sure does seem like yesterday doesn&#039;t it?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, I remember this day too. I was in one of the best English classes I have ever taken. There was a TV on in the room which was odd in the first place. Our teacher (a great grad student) was late. She walked in had not even began speaking when it happened. We started each class by writing in our journals. She promptly packed her briefcase up, asked us to finish our journal entries, turned the TV off and left the room saying that she could not teach on a day like this. </p>
<p>Gosh, it sure does seem like yesterday doesn&#8217;t it?</p>
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