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	<title>Comments on: Books, Books, and More Books</title>
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	<description>Stream of consciousness rambling about technology, theology, and &#34;parentology&#34;</description>
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		<title>By: Marie (The other sister)</title>
		<link>http://timthefoolman.com/2006/10/02/books-books-and-more-books/#comment-710</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Marie (The other sister)]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 22:31:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He&#039;s still more mature than most of the adults I know... :-)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>He&#8217;s still more mature than most of the adults I know&#8230; <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
		<link>http://timthefoolman.com/2006/10/02/books-books-and-more-books/#comment-498</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Laura]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 18:30:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tim,

I forgot to say this... I appreciate your suggestions for reading in the Bible. I never know where to start, and you&#039;ve given me some ideas. 
Thank you.  :)
Laura]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tim,</p>
<p>I forgot to say this&#8230; I appreciate your suggestions for reading in the Bible. I never know where to start, and you&#8217;ve given me some ideas.<br />
Thank you.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
Laura</p>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Laura]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 18:28:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&gt;
That wouldn&#039;t surprise me. I kept a journal for many years when I was growing up, but I was so disturbed about what I wrote that I burned them all. I&#039;ve kept a journal off and on as an adult, and will gladly pass them on to my daughter when I&#039;m gone.

My mom (whose almost 76) hasn&#039;t kept a journal, but if she did, it would no doubt be very cool to read. I may have to ask her to start one for her five children.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&gt;<br />
That wouldn&#8217;t surprise me. I kept a journal for many years when I was growing up, but I was so disturbed about what I wrote that I burned them all. I&#8217;ve kept a journal off and on as an adult, and will gladly pass them on to my daughter when I&#8217;m gone.</p>
<p>My mom (whose almost 76) hasn&#8217;t kept a journal, but if she did, it would no doubt be very cool to read. I may have to ask her to start one for her five children.</p>
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		<title>By: Rose</title>
		<link>http://timthefoolman.com/2006/10/02/books-books-and-more-books/#comment-492</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Rose]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 17:22:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had a Great Aunt who did the same thing.  She&#039;s gone now and I have no idea who in her immediate family retained those journals.  I&#039;d love to read them and have to agree with Tim that I wish my parents would have written down all the wonderful stories and wisdom they have shared with me that I now don&#039;t always remember.

I wonder if blogs will be our children&#039;s journals of us in the future?]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a Great Aunt who did the same thing.  She&#8217;s gone now and I have no idea who in her immediate family retained those journals.  I&#8217;d love to read them and have to agree with Tim that I wish my parents would have written down all the wonderful stories and wisdom they have shared with me that I now don&#8217;t always remember.</p>
<p>I wonder if blogs will be our children&#8217;s journals of us in the future?</p>
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		<title>By: Tiffany</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tiffany]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 11:46:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&gt;&gt;A Book That I Wish Were Written
The Diaries of My Parents&gt;&gt;

In my mother&#039;s bedroom, stashed in drawers and on shelves and in her closet, are the journals she&#039;s been keeping since she was a teenager. (She&#039;s now 74.) She writes every day, noting any major events as well as details like the weather. If she has people over, she writes down the menu. If we go somewhere together, she tracks where we went, what we did, and where/what we ate. On trips, she takes a smaller journal and writes notes as she goes, which she then transfers into the main book later. 

Many times over the years, when I&#039;ve been trying to remember a detail from a former event (&quot;What did  we serve at the church Derby party last year?&quot;) she&#039;s researched her journals and come up with the answer (&quot;You provided the drinks and dessert, and the rest was potluck, and Jill brought that wonderful quesadilla maker.&quot;) 

Some day these journals will be mine, and I&#039;ll have to decide whether to read them. (Among other things, there are several specific times from my life that I&#039;m not sure I want to remember through her eyes.) When I imagine sitting with this lifetime&#039;s worth of incredibly personal memories, I can&#039;t visualize opening the cover and beginning to read. It will be like having her soul pour out of the pages -- wonderful but overpowering and perhaps too much. I hope I have many years before I need to make that decision.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&gt;&gt;A Book That I Wish Were Written<br />
The Diaries of My Parents&gt;&gt;</p>
<p>In my mother&#8217;s bedroom, stashed in drawers and on shelves and in her closet, are the journals she&#8217;s been keeping since she was a teenager. (She&#8217;s now 74.) She writes every day, noting any major events as well as details like the weather. If she has people over, she writes down the menu. If we go somewhere together, she tracks where we went, what we did, and where/what we ate. On trips, she takes a smaller journal and writes notes as she goes, which she then transfers into the main book later. </p>
<p>Many times over the years, when I&#8217;ve been trying to remember a detail from a former event (&#8220;What did  we serve at the church Derby party last year?&#8221;) she&#8217;s researched her journals and come up with the answer (&#8220;You provided the drinks and dessert, and the rest was potluck, and Jill brought that wonderful quesadilla maker.&#8221;) </p>
<p>Some day these journals will be mine, and I&#8217;ll have to decide whether to read them. (Among other things, there are several specific times from my life that I&#8217;m not sure I want to remember through her eyes.) When I imagine sitting with this lifetime&#8217;s worth of incredibly personal memories, I can&#8217;t visualize opening the cover and beginning to read. It will be like having her soul pour out of the pages &#8212; wonderful but overpowering and perhaps too much. I hope I have many years before I need to make that decision.</p>
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