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	<title>Comments on: Nostalgia—Things I Miss</title>
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		<title>By: tom flinn</title>
		<link>http://www.chroniclesmagazine.org/2009/10/12/nostalgia%e2%80%94things-i-miss/comment-page-1/#comment-194309</link>
		<dc:creator>tom flinn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 13:23:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>#38:  I don&#039;t know any hunters who kill animals &quot;for the sake of killing.&quot;  Everyone I have ever known who hunts eats his kill, whether deer, rabbit, squirrel, etc.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>#38:  I don't know any hunters who kill animals "for the sake of killing."  Everyone I have ever known who hunts eats his kill, whether deer, rabbit, squirrel, etc.</p>
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		<title>By: Joe Napoliano</title>
		<link>http://www.chroniclesmagazine.org/2009/10/12/nostalgia%e2%80%94things-i-miss/comment-page-1/#comment-194301</link>
		<dc:creator>Joe Napoliano</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 20:36:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am not old enough or from the right area of the country to remember many of these things that are listed but can appreciate the sentiment.  One thing I fail to understand is this incredible fondness for the killing of animals.  I have no problems with guns but I fail to understand the thrill taking the life of rabbits, deer or squirrels for that matter.  If you are killing an animal because you need to eat fine; but the killing of an animal for the sake of killing it is beyond me.  Those who have fond memories of doing this and I part company!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am not old enough or from the right area of the country to remember many of these things that are listed but can appreciate the sentiment.  One thing I fail to understand is this incredible fondness for the killing of animals.  I have no problems with guns but I fail to understand the thrill taking the life of rabbits, deer or squirrels for that matter.  If you are killing an animal because you need to eat fine; but the killing of an animal for the sake of killing it is beyond me.  Those who have fond memories of doing this and I part company!</p>
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		<title>By: Allen Wilson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Allen Wilson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 02:41:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Here&#039;s one I miss: soft drinks sweetened with real sugar. 

Also, old folks in the family who knew how to farm and had it in their vocabulary. All gone in my family, except for some uncles who remember it as kids.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here's one I miss: soft drinks sweetened with real sugar. </p>
<p>Also, old folks in the family who knew how to farm and had it in their vocabulary. All gone in my family, except for some uncles who remember it as kids.</p>
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		<title>By: Allen Wilson</title>
		<link>http://www.chroniclesmagazine.org/2009/10/12/nostalgia%e2%80%94things-i-miss/comment-page-1/#comment-194202</link>
		<dc:creator>Allen Wilson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 02:39:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jim: yes we are remembering the small things. I think it&#039;s a terrible sign when the small things in life disappear. It tells us something. Perhaps, in the decline of a society, the small things disappear after the big ones have already gone. It&#039;s a sign of the end of a culture and a civilisation, or at least of the nadir before a recovery, if it comes. 

It says something that instead of remembering the big things, we have already given them up as hopeless.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jim: yes we are remembering the small things. I think it's a terrible sign when the small things in life disappear. It tells us something. Perhaps, in the decline of a society, the small things disappear after the big ones have already gone. It's a sign of the end of a culture and a civilisation, or at least of the nadir before a recovery, if it comes. </p>
<p>It says something that instead of remembering the big things, we have already given them up as hopeless.</p>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:54:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember riding in the back of my dad&#039;s pickup with my 3 brothers after a long day in the desert looking for &quot;Indian Arrowheads&quot;.  As we rode home down the high, long hill into the beautifully lit-up city of Albuquerque, we were singing every song we knew at the top of our lungs - from Christmas Carols to folk songs to western classics!  Now kids sit enclosed in SUV&#039;s watching videos and cartoons without any knowledge of the REAL WORLD.  It&#039;s pitiful.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember riding in the back of my dad's pickup with my 3 brothers after a long day in the desert looking for "Indian Arrowheads".  As we rode home down the high, long hill into the beautifully lit-up city of Albuquerque, we were singing every song we knew at the top of our lungs - from Christmas Carols to folk songs to western classics!  Now kids sit enclosed in SUV's watching videos and cartoons without any knowledge of the REAL WORLD.  It's pitiful.</p>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:48:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Y&#039;all are rememberin&#039; the small stuff.  How about:  
when divorce was a disgrace
and bastardy a scandal?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Y'all are rememberin' the small stuff.  How about:<br />
when divorce was a disgrace<br />
and bastardy a scandal?</p>
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		<title>By: hp</title>
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		<dc:creator>hp</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 22:44:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A glass of water with your ice cream.  I was asked if I wanted water
with that when I purchased and ice cream bar recently.  I was impressed and later told my daughter what happened.  She told me the clerk was suggesting I buy a bottle of water.  How had I found myself thinking like I was in 1961?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A glass of water with your ice cream.  I was asked if I wanted water<br />
with that when I purchased and ice cream bar recently.  I was impressed and later told my daughter what happened.  She told me the clerk was suggesting I buy a bottle of water.  How had I found myself thinking like I was in 1961?</p>
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		<title>By: Clyde Wilson</title>
		<link>http://www.chroniclesmagazine.org/2009/10/12/nostalgia%e2%80%94things-i-miss/comment-page-1/#comment-194153</link>
		<dc:creator>Clyde Wilson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 16:22:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>#30.  Dear Kate, Thanks, and count your blessings.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>#30.  Dear Kate, Thanks, and count your blessings.</p>
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		<title>By: T. Chan</title>
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		<dc:creator>T. Chan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 15:15:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lone Racer: in which part of the Bay Area do you live? I&#039;m in the South Bay.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lone Racer: in which part of the Bay Area do you live? I'm in the South Bay.</p>
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		<title>By: Kate Dalton Boyer</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kate Dalton Boyer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 14:59:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was surprised and cheered, Clyde, by how many things on your list I still have here--and not just because I&#039;m the cook:  everything from kids illegally but ecstatically in the backs of pickups to honorable and painstaking clergymen, though we just lost one of those.  We see plenty of losses here in this small Kentucky town, but there is plenty of happy backwardness, too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was surprised and cheered, Clyde, by how many things on your list I still have here--and not just because I'm the cook:  everything from kids illegally but ecstatically in the backs of pickups to honorable and painstaking clergymen, though we just lost one of those.  We see plenty of losses here in this small Kentucky town, but there is plenty of happy backwardness, too.</p>
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