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	<title>Comments on: Not Your Everyday Photo-Op</title>
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	<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:59:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Lisa Milton</title>
		<link>http://www.suzyg.com/musings/501/not-your-everyday-photo-op/#comment-1409</link>
		<author>Lisa Milton</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 14:42:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>And here I thought we were blessed with great grandparents - Wow Suzanne.  That's amazing.

The part about Grandpa nodding along is so sweet.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And here I thought we were blessed with great grandparents - Wow Suzanne.  That&#8217;s amazing.</p>
<p>The part about Grandpa nodding along is so sweet.</p>
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		<title>By: Leslie</title>
		<link>http://www.suzyg.com/musings/501/not-your-everyday-photo-op/#comment-1412</link>
		<author>Leslie</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 02:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Wow, how lucky to get to know your great-great grandparents!  

I have one photo of me with my great-great grandma.  It was a five generation photo - her being the oldest and me the youngest.  I was just a few days old.  It ran in our local newspaper.  Five generations!  A couple months later, she passed away.  My mother is so proud of that photograph.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, how lucky to get to know your great-great grandparents!  </p>
<p>I have one photo of me with my great-great grandma.  It was a five generation photo - her being the oldest and me the youngest.  I was just a few days old.  It ran in our local newspaper.  Five generations!  A couple months later, she passed away.  My mother is so proud of that photograph.</p>
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