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		<title>By: Rain</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8467</link>
		<dc:creator>Rain</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I went through something similar when my brother died. He saved everything. I even found his library card from when he was in second grade. It&#039;s hard because you are trying to deal with the loss, and you are confronted by all the memories.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I went through something similar when my brother died. He saved everything. I even found his library card from when he was in second grade. It&#8217;s hard because you are trying to deal with the loss, and you are confronted by all the memories.</p>
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		<title>By: Kevin Charnas</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8468</link>
		<dc:creator>Kevin Charnas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How much do I love that last pic?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a distinct feeling that my siblings and I are going to be going through the exact same thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad keeps EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;And about it, we know NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;And I don&#039;t know how we&#039;re going to throw anything out if my brother Craig doesn&#039;t steal it all because most of what is stashed in his closest still has price tags on it from 30 to 40 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Ebay.  Maybe we&#039;ll do that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unless of course Craig steals it.  I&#039;ve actually resorted to just giving him some of my things that are left there, because I know that he&#039;ll just take them anyway.  And this way, I somehow feel like I was in control.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I comment? Or just blog a post on your site?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How much do I love that last pic?  </p>
<p>Lots.</p>
<p>I have a distinct feeling that my siblings and I are going to be going through the exact same thing.  </p>
<p>My Dad keeps EVERYTHING.<br />And about it, we know NOTHING.<br />And I don&#8217;t know how we&#8217;re going to throw anything out if my brother Craig doesn&#8217;t steal it all because most of what is stashed in his closest still has price tags on it from 30 to 40 years ago.</p>
<p>Maybe Ebay.  Maybe we&#8217;ll do that.</p>
<p>Unless of course Craig steals it.  I&#8217;ve actually resorted to just giving him some of my things that are left there, because I know that he&#8217;ll just take them anyway.  And this way, I somehow feel like I was in control.  </p>
<p>Did I comment? Or just blog a post on your site?</p>
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		<title>By: Lotta</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8469</link>
		<dc:creator>Lotta</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a tough job. Glad you are keeping your humor through the sorting.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a tough job. Glad you are keeping your humor through the sorting.</p>
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		<title>By: Miriam</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8470</link>
		<dc:creator>Miriam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am going through my own ridiculous amount of things and it&#039;s hard to get rid of the little reminders of days I&#039;ve almost completely forgotten. I wish I was a person with a minimalist esthetic but I have been unable to turn my intake to outgo as yet. And I&#039;m only 34. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the exact bear you are holding in the plane pic, minus the stripey clothes. My kid plays with him now, but he used to be my dad&#039;s.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am going through my own ridiculous amount of things and it&#8217;s hard to get rid of the little reminders of days I&#8217;ve almost completely forgotten. I wish I was a person with a minimalist esthetic but I have been unable to turn my intake to outgo as yet. And I&#8217;m only 34. </p>
<p>I have the exact bear you are holding in the plane pic, minus the stripey clothes. My kid plays with him now, but he used to be my dad&#8217;s.</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8471</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am sorry about your dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love that bottom photo. You were a cute little girl, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sent a friend to your 9-volt versus E battery post and I was very happy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am sorry about your dad.</p>
<p>I also love that bottom photo. You were a cute little girl, too.</p>
<p>Today I sent a friend to your 9-volt versus E battery post and I was very happy to do so.</p>
<p>Take care.</p>
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		<title>By: Aims</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8472</link>
		<dc:creator>Aims</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In a way all of you are lucky that you have these knick-knacks and things to go through - when my parents divorced a lot of things got thrown out (I guess they didn&#039;t want the memories). So my sister and I don&#039;t have many things from our ancestors. I would love to find boxes of things like these...I think they would make you feel more secure in your part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;A real pity though Eden that you couldn&#039;t go through them with your Dad when we was still alive.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In a way all of you are lucky that you have these knick-knacks and things to go through &#8211; when my parents divorced a lot of things got thrown out (I guess they didn&#8217;t want the memories). So my sister and I don&#8217;t have many things from our ancestors. I would love to find boxes of things like these&#8230;I think they would make you feel more secure in your part of the world.<br />A real pity though Eden that you couldn&#8217;t go through them with your Dad when we was still alive.</p>
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		<title>By: Kim -today's creative blog</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8473</link>
		<dc:creator>Kim -today's creative blog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 18:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m sorry about your dad.  It&#039;s never fun losing a parent.&lt;br /&gt;But, you had me peeing my pants with the &quot;take the photo already&quot; comments.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sorry about your dad.  It&#8217;s never fun losing a parent.<br />But, you had me peeing my pants with the &#8220;take the photo already&#8221; comments.</p>
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		<title>By: Tuck</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8474</link>
		<dc:creator>Tuck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m sorry I&#039;m late with my condolences but I was in Tennessee where my family was cleaning out my Aunt Alice&#039;s house.  We didn&#039;t have time to go through a lot, just packed it up and brought it back to Ohio to go through later this summer.  It was a bittersweet experience like finding crumpled up kleenix in the pocket of every piece of clothing we touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom is also a pack rat.  Thankfully my Mom, sisters and I spent a couple of weekends three years ago and cleaned out the basement.  I have never laughed so long and so hard with my family before or since.  I&#039;ll never forget finding the clothes I wore in high school (30 years ago), the box full of vacation brochures we kids collected at the rest stops on our vacations, a pair of my youngest brother&#039;s (disintegrating) plastic diaper pants, used over cloth diapers before the advent of disposible diapers.  One of the most touching though was when my mother came across a envelope with a piece of burnt toast in it that a boyfriend from college had sent her when she was on a singing tour with a campus vocal group.  I will always cherish that opportunity my sisters and I had to connect with my mother and learn more about her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sorry I&#8217;m late with my condolences but I was in Tennessee where my family was cleaning out my Aunt Alice&#8217;s house.  We didn&#8217;t have time to go through a lot, just packed it up and brought it back to Ohio to go through later this summer.  It was a bittersweet experience like finding crumpled up kleenix in the pocket of every piece of clothing we touched.</p>
<p>My Mom is also a pack rat.  Thankfully my Mom, sisters and I spent a couple of weekends three years ago and cleaned out the basement.  I have never laughed so long and so hard with my family before or since.  I&#8217;ll never forget finding the clothes I wore in high school (30 years ago), the box full of vacation brochures we kids collected at the rest stops on our vacations, a pair of my youngest brother&#8217;s (disintegrating) plastic diaper pants, used over cloth diapers before the advent of disposible diapers.  One of the most touching though was when my mother came across a envelope with a piece of burnt toast in it that a boyfriend from college had sent her when she was on a singing tour with a campus vocal group.  I will always cherish that opportunity my sisters and I had to connect with my mother and learn more about her.</p>
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		<title>By: LoriHC</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8475</link>
		<dc:creator>LoriHC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 06:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hey... I haven&#039;t commented or written with condolences yet because I haven&#039;t known quite what to say, but I&#039;ve been following along with fascination. I did a lot of digging through old photos and paraphenalia when my grandfather died, and I discovered that my dad didn&#039;t know a lot about who was in some of the photos and why they&#039;d been kept, either. Part of me wished I&#039;d asked while my grandfather was alive, but realistically, it wouldn&#039;t have happened. It would have involved a lot of sucking up, and the fact that I was incapable of sucking up is exactly why he didn&#039;t like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I&#039;m so sorry for your loss, and I&#039;m so glad you&#039;re sharing this experience. It&#039;s incredibly generous, for one thing, and I think it&#039;s therapeutic (or at least thought-provoking) for all of us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hey&#8230; I haven&#8217;t commented or written with condolences yet because I haven&#8217;t known quite what to say, but I&#8217;ve been following along with fascination. I did a lot of digging through old photos and paraphenalia when my grandfather died, and I discovered that my dad didn&#8217;t know a lot about who was in some of the photos and why they&#8217;d been kept, either. Part of me wished I&#8217;d asked while my grandfather was alive, but realistically, it wouldn&#8217;t have happened. It would have involved a lot of sucking up, and the fact that I was incapable of sucking up is exactly why he didn&#8217;t like me.</p>
<p>Anyway&#8230; I&#8217;m so sorry for your loss, and I&#8217;m so glad you&#8217;re sharing this experience. It&#8217;s incredibly generous, for one thing, and I think it&#8217;s therapeutic (or at least thought-provoking) for all of us.</p>
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		<title>By: BOSSY</title>
		<link>http://www.fussy.org/2007/05/long-post-ahoy.html#comment-8476</link>
		<dc:creator>BOSSY</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 06:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bossy likes other people&#039;s sentimental things more than her own family&#039;s.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bossy likes other people&#8217;s sentimental things more than her own family&#8217;s.</p>
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