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		<title>By: jendoop</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82785</link>
		<dc:creator>jendoop</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 22:47:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Early in adult life my feelings towards Dad were mostly negative. Thanks to a wise husband, that is not the case now. 
I&#039;m so grateful for the things Dad taught me that were previously elusive(I just thought everybody felt that way) Independant thought, trying new things without fear, attack a new interest with gusto (kites, lapidary arts, fly fishing...)be yourself, how to laugh at disaster. The longer I live, the more I realize the gifts he has given me. Hopefully we both live much longer.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Early in adult life my feelings towards Dad were mostly negative. Thanks to a wise husband, that is not the case now.<br />
I&#8217;m so grateful for the things Dad taught me that were previously elusive(I just thought everybody felt that way) Independant thought, trying new things without fear, attack a new interest with gusto (kites, lapidary arts, fly fishing&#8230;)be yourself, how to laugh at disaster. The longer I live, the more I realize the gifts he has given me. Hopefully we both live much longer.</p>
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		<title>By: Wendy</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82683</link>
		<dc:creator>Wendy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 05:23:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad always threatened to greet my dates at the door with a shotgun, and a, &quot;Do you see this shell?  It&#039;s got your name on it.  If anything happens to my daughter, it will find you.&quot;

Wisely (okay, and not altogether on purpose), I waited until I left home to get into dating.

We did not have a good relationship, but over the years many things have mended.  One thing I can say is he has always made time to call me, to see how I am doing, etc.  Even the years I was really mad at him, I still knew he loved me.

I get my outgoing personality traits from him.  He will talk to anybody.  One funny thing about him is that he thinks or acts like he thinks he is much funnier than he really is.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad always threatened to greet my dates at the door with a shotgun, and a, &#8220;Do you see this shell?  It&#8217;s got your name on it.  If anything happens to my daughter, it will find you.&#8221;</p>
<p>Wisely (okay, and not altogether on purpose), I waited until I left home to get into dating.</p>
<p>We did not have a good relationship, but over the years many things have mended.  One thing I can say is he has always made time to call me, to see how I am doing, etc.  Even the years I was really mad at him, I still knew he loved me.</p>
<p>I get my outgoing personality traits from him.  He will talk to anybody.  One funny thing about him is that he thinks or acts like he thinks he is much funnier than he really is.</p>
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		<title>By: Rachelle</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82646</link>
		<dc:creator>Rachelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 22:55:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My Dad is my best friend. He always gets what I&#039;m thinking, trying to say, trying to accomplish. 
One of my favorite memories was the Sunday he decided to take our rickety old jeep back roading all over our five acres. We were on our way home from church and he just launched himself off of the driveway and through the weeds and wildflowers up the hill to our house. My Mom was a little put out. Last year he did the same thing in his SUV on his one acre lot in very suburbun PA. My kids loved it. I thought it was funny until I realized he had parked the car in the dog run and I stepped in dog poop.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Dad is my best friend. He always gets what I&#8217;m thinking, trying to say, trying to accomplish.<br />
One of my favorite memories was the Sunday he decided to take our rickety old jeep back roading all over our five acres. We were on our way home from church and he just launched himself off of the driveway and through the weeds and wildflowers up the hill to our house. My Mom was a little put out. Last year he did the same thing in his SUV on his one acre lot in very suburbun PA. My kids loved it. I thought it was funny until I realized he had parked the car in the dog run and I stepped in dog poop.</p>
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		<title>By: Jia</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82515</link>
		<dc:creator>Jia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 21:30:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh my goodness! The image in my mind of a Dad holding the axe is just too much! I love it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my goodness! The image in my mind of a Dad holding the axe is just too much! I love it.</p>
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		<title>By: courtney</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82495</link>
		<dc:creator>courtney</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 18:23:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad is each of those adjectives except loud. I haven&#039;t always had the best relationship with my dad, but now, as a an adult, I feel closer to him than I ever have before. 
What I love about my dad is that he has multiple pen names under which he writes political editorials to newspapers. Sometimes he even has his multiple pseudonyms argue in the comments.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad is each of those adjectives except loud. I haven&#8217;t always had the best relationship with my dad, but now, as a an adult, I feel closer to him than I ever have before.<br />
What I love about my dad is that he has multiple pen names under which he writes political editorials to newspapers. Sometimes he even has his multiple pseudonyms argue in the comments.</p>
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		<title>By: Sharlee</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82487</link>
		<dc:creator>Sharlee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 16:38:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad died in a mining accident when I was five, so I have only a few snapshot memories of him: him holding my hand and skipping (that&#039;s right; skipping) with me down Main Street in Roosevelt, Utah; me sitting on his lap &quot;driving&quot; the car; him, with a twinkle in his eye, warning me not to eat the hole of the doughnut; him coming up behind my mother while she was cooking at the stove and pinching her bottom.  &quot;Oh, Max!&quot; she would say, and swat him away.

I didn&#039;t miss having a dad so much while I was growing up (except when it was time for the annual Daddy-Daughter date in Mutual), but since I&#039;ve become a parent myself I sometimes ache for him.  I especially wish he were here for my children.  I have a feeling he would be one terrific grandpa.

I miss you, daddy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad died in a mining accident when I was five, so I have only a few snapshot memories of him: him holding my hand and skipping (that&#8217;s right; skipping) with me down Main Street in Roosevelt, Utah; me sitting on his lap &#8220;driving&#8221; the car; him, with a twinkle in his eye, warning me not to eat the hole of the doughnut; him coming up behind my mother while she was cooking at the stove and pinching her bottom.  &#8220;Oh, Max!&#8221; she would say, and swat him away.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t miss having a dad so much while I was growing up (except when it was time for the annual Daddy-Daughter date in Mutual), but since I&#8217;ve become a parent myself I sometimes ache for him.  I especially wish he were here for my children.  I have a feeling he would be one terrific grandpa.</p>
<p>I miss you, daddy.</p>
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		<title>By: Justine</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82467</link>
		<dc:creator>Justine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 13:09:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>But Shakespeare is from the Bible,, isn&#039;t he?

And Michelle, I want to go to your dads funeral. I love funerals like that, I&#039;ve been to a couple of raging funerals and they were so sad and so wonderful all at once.

Jennie, maybe our dads were long lost brothers. My dad was a sailboater when we lived in the south, but when we moved to Michigan, he sold his sailboat, grumbling something about having to leave the ocean. And I have vivid memories of showing up at random wards or branches for church, grimy and smelly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>But Shakespeare is from the Bible,, isn&#8217;t he?</p>
<p>And Michelle, I want to go to your dads funeral. I love funerals like that, I&#8217;ve been to a couple of raging funerals and they were so sad and so wonderful all at once.</p>
<p>Jennie, maybe our dads were long lost brothers. My dad was a sailboater when we lived in the south, but when we moved to Michigan, he sold his sailboat, grumbling something about having to leave the ocean. And I have vivid memories of showing up at random wards or branches for church, grimy and smelly.</p>
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		<title>By: Jennie</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82465</link>
		<dc:creator>Jennie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 12:46:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad was a very avid sailboater.  We sailed the Great Lakes for days and weeks at a time and saw all sorts of weird nooks and crannies too, Justine. (We mostly stuck to Lake Huron and the Georgian Bay). Anytime it was a Sunday he would find the nearest ward and make us all go to church.  In our shorts, not having bathed in days, usually. I was always so embarrassed, but it was a great lesson in the importance of worship and dedication.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad was a very avid sailboater.  We sailed the Great Lakes for days and weeks at a time and saw all sorts of weird nooks and crannies too, Justine. (We mostly stuck to Lake Huron and the Georgian Bay). Anytime it was a Sunday he would find the nearest ward and make us all go to church.  In our shorts, not having bathed in days, usually. I was always so embarrassed, but it was a great lesson in the importance of worship and dedication.</p>
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		<title>By: Dalene</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82463</link>
		<dc:creator>Dalene</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 12:16:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad has been gone for a very long time now, but one of my favorite memories is of how he used to quote Shakespeare to me and tell me it was straight out of the Bible.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad has been gone for a very long time now, but one of my favorite memories is of how he used to quote Shakespeare to me and tell me it was straight out of the Bible.</p>
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		<title>By: Michelle Glauser</title>
		<link>http://segullah.org/daily-special/dad/#comment-82453</link>
		<dc:creator>Michelle Glauser</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 10:43:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad is hilarious. Every time I tell him so, he says, &quot;Looking or smelling?&quot; He&#039;s been working on a list of jokes to be read some day at his funeral for the last five or so years. It started out with ten but it&#039;s grown to over 25. He&#039;s a hard worker who never complains, even though he&#039;s struggled with bad hips for years. He is the most regular writer since I&#039;ve moved away from home, and he sets a good example of diligence in other ways too. I&#039;ve only seen him angry a few times in my life and I love him with all my heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad is hilarious. Every time I tell him so, he says, &#8220;Looking or smelling?&#8221; He&#8217;s been working on a list of jokes to be read some day at his funeral for the last five or so years. It started out with ten but it&#8217;s grown to over 25. He&#8217;s a hard worker who never complains, even though he&#8217;s struggled with bad hips for years. He is the most regular writer since I&#8217;ve moved away from home, and he sets a good example of diligence in other ways too. I&#8217;ve only seen him angry a few times in my life and I love him with all my heart.</p>
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