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		<title>LMAO</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 15:51:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have Facebook friends, many of whom I have never met. And some whom I have met I have not seen since I was a different man in a different life twenty or thirty years ago. But there are a few whom I currently befriend and they befriend me. When I hear adults talk about [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=413&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Alarm Clocks Scare me!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 16:22:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I will be the first to admit, because no one else will say so because they don&#8217;t care enough to notice, that I am set in my ways. I have a very particular morning routine that I enjoy immensely. It is as regular as regular can be. I&#8217;ll share it with you. I do not [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=411&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Just for Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 15:13:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t remember the first Christmas morning I awoke and was disappointed . I think it was once I realized that my parents orchestrated the entire Christmas process. The magic was gone. I was no longer grateful that Santa had traveled thousands of miles to bring me a toy his elves had made just for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=404&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Wilbur-A Friend, but for Awhile</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2011 18:06:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So there&#8217;s this story on CNN this morning about a family raising a pot bellied pig in their house. His name is Wilbur. The HOA says no livestock is allowed in the neighborhood. The family says that &#8220;they feel like Wilbur is family, so he is not actually livestock.&#8221; The HOA disagrees. The family lives [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=401&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Parenting Adults</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 14:46:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By the time I gained the experience and understanding to be an adequate parent I grew too old to muster the energy to do it well. Thankfully, my children no longer need me to parent them the way I needed to when they were children, but perhaps I will find the skills, and muster the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=402&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I Still Miss Her</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2011/03/08/i-still-miss-her/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 15:59:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I deleted her number from my phone yesterday. I must have called that number ten thousand times before she died five years ago. I still miss her. Filed under: Porch Musings<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=399&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Howling Heart</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2011/02/27/the-howling-heart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 13:46:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The woods fell dark just after sunset. There was no moon. Just darkness. I could no longer see the target area at the end of my hunting lane. I gathered my rifle and hunting bag and headed along the path toward the open field with the help of a small flashlight. The damp air carried [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=395&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>When God Misses Church</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2011/02/09/when-god-misses-church/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2011 17:09:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ A young, and very enthusiastic youth minister was allowed to preach his first sermon at a sparsely attended Sunday evening service. His text came from Matthew 18:20.  “For where two or three have gathered together in My name, I am there in their midst.” He boldly titled his message, &#8220;When God Misses Church.&#8221; His contention was that there [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=384&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Angry World Of Adolescence</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2011/02/05/angry-world-of-adolescence/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2011 20:03:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When our children reach the angry world of adolescense they firmly believe that their lives will be much better when they break free from our system of rules and consequences. At the same time we parents begin to believe that our lives will be fuller and freer once our child reaches an age when they [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=382&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>There Comes A Time</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2011/02/04/there-comes-a-time/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2011 10:24:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There comes a time in every young adult’s life when he or she decides that the blame for their own life predicament may abe their childhood. If the young adult is fortunate, the parent to blame is still living, available to communicate, and is loving enough to hear the complaint, take some level of responsibility [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=374&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Burying the Rabbits</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/07/17/368/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 13:24:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The boy sat on the front row of the small auditorium. The room filed with mothers and fathers carrying their babies and holding the hands of their toddlers. He heard the movement around him but his eyes were transfixed on the heavy red velour curtain strung from ceiling to the stage floor. He saw every movement [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=368&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Two Fears: A Balancing Act</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/06/27/the-two-fears-a-balancing-act/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jun 2010 14:36:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are all afraid. We are all fear driven to some extent. There are two fears in each of us that can drive us in our decision-making if we are not aware of them, watch over them, and push through them. And, sadly, even if we have a great awareness of the drive within us related [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=364&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Thanks Dad!</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/06/21/thanks-dad/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 13:19:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Father&#8217;s Day came each year bringing with it the renewed awkwardness of calling my father and telling him, &#8220;Happy Father&#8217;s Day.&#8221; I never knew more to say than just that. I was at a loss. Now, for the last three Father&#8217;s Day, he has been gone, yet  I have awakened with a new sense of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=361&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Baptists in a Quandary</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/03/07/baptists-in-a-quandary/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 16:02:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The young pilot and his beautiful wife were new to our denomination and to our Sunday school class.  Desiring to get to know more of us old timers, they offered to host the class Super Bowl party. We agreed. The Sunday morning of the big game the doctor&#8217;s wife raised her hand during class announcement time to give us [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=359&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Day of the New Sun</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/02/28/the-day-of-the-new-sun/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 17:52:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The thick heavy notes of winter arrived in November playing desperate melodies of impending doom and dread, off beat yet in a rhythm the sun followed. The fiery ball dimmed in its arrival too early each morning hiding behind ghostly dark clouds then going away far too early each afternoon abandoning its task, leaving my [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=348&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>From the Fingertips of Angels</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/02/08/from-the-fingertips-of-angels/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 15:45:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From hidden places amidst the grey sky raindrops fall, sprinkled from the fingers of a thousand angels that dipped their hands into the pool of God’s blessings, and then noticed me dry and thirsty, and alone. The fast, tiny droplets plummet to the earth, race to greet each other once again, and flow in shallow wide [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=342&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Life Offered</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/02/02/the-life-offered/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 15:10:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[body]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[childhood]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was seventeen Uncle Elnathan died. Aunt Lena requested  my service as a pall bearer. I had never been to a funeral. I had never seen a body. My father and I drove the four hours from Dallas to his small hometown in Louisiana. We arrived at the funeral home to view the body and pay [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=340&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Rainsuit</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/25/the-rainsuit/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 04:03:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[friend]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Harley]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[storm]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[The ride from Cleburne to Glen Rose was a wet and cold one. The rain gathered on my visor making the view difficult. The temperature was dropping with each mile I rode west. My legs and upper body were cold. I slowed my bike to fifty to cut down on the chill of the cool [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=334&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ginger</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/25/ginger/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 16:10:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We had been married about six months when I heard her mention she wanted a dog. So, as a surprise I went to the pound and picked out a little white mutt the pound supervisor told me was a cross between a yorkshire and a traveling man. Let&#8217;s just say, it was no award winner. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=330&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>There will be Teas</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/24/there-will-be-teas/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 18:45:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[They gave her a birthday tea. They adorned the small town tea room with heirloom china, antique roses, and beautiful linen table cloths. Tiny cookies and sandwiches were served. Each guest rose with smiling faces and expressed love and admiration to the elderly woman who would admit only to being &#8220;over forty.&#8221; Her husband rose [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=325&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Betsy and the Bandido</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/22/betsy-and-the-bandito/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 03:34:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When the skinny man with the scruffy beard walked past me and sneered I thought he disliked me because I had parked my Harley at an angle accidentally blocking the drive at the gas pump. Then I noticed the Bandidos vest draped across the driver’s seat of his mini-van. I decided his attitude was more [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=321&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Black Slacks</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/21/black-slacks/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 13:21:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I gave my mother the birthday gift, she smiled and said, &#8220;For me? You didn&#8217;t have to&#8221;.  I knew that I did not have to, but I wanted to. I had heard her say she needed a pair of black slacks. So, I went to the store where we both worked and bought her [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=319&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I Never Really Missed Her</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/14/i-never-really-missed-her/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 13:41:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Boundaries]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[codependency]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[For months I wondered what life could be like without her. I was sad and lonely, longing for a  relationship while in a  relationship. I grieved as I watched the relationship grow old and begin to die. I asked for more. But, the brief gusts of more were short-lived. And, hope withered like fall leaves. For weeks [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=302&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Elvis, The Big O, and the Roller Derby Girl</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/09/elvis-the-big-o-and-the-roller-derby-girl/</link>
		<comments>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/09/elvis-the-big-o-and-the-roller-derby-girl/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Death]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s not the destination, it&#8217;s the journey. I graduated from high school on May 31, 1975. Early the next morning Chuck McCasland and I headed north from Dallas on a road trip to who knows where. We found ourselves in Memphis, Tennessee peering over a stone wall at the grounds of Graceland. The front door opened [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=289&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ass Whooping</title>
		<link>http://dankirkland.wordpress.com/2010/01/06/ass-whipping/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 11:49:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dankirkland</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can not recall why Bobby hated me. Sometimes in eighth grade you just hate somebody because they are there. You are so angry at God for creating you, the world for abusing you, your daddy for whipping you, or your face for cultivating acne, that you just have to take it out on somebody. Bobby Shivers took [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=dankirkland.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7508084&amp;post=274&amp;subd=dankirkland&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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