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	<title>Comments on: Gone Bowling</title>
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		<title>By: Don and Linda</title>
		<link>http://www.alohadaze.com/2006/01/26/gone-bowling/comment-page-1/#comment-46</link>
		<dc:creator>Don and Linda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 21:39:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Time, faith and our memories get us through times that seem unbearable.
Our strength is drawn from our families.

Ken Sr. was a good friend.  In this day and age, good friends are hard to find.
He is missed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Time, faith and our memories get us through times that seem unbearable.<br />
Our strength is drawn from our families.</p>
<p>Ken Sr. was a good friend.  In this day and age, good friends are hard to find.<br />
He is missed.</p>
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		<title>By: Ken</title>
		<link>http://www.alohadaze.com/2006/01/26/gone-bowling/comment-page-1/#comment-44</link>
		<dc:creator>Ken</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 13:49:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, I got comments.  Right after the tears stop flowing.  Both tears of joy and sadness.  Joy from the friendship and good memories, and of course sadness for the huge loss.

Things are about as you say they were.  Man, that&#039;s a long time described in just a short few paragraphs.  But it&#039;s about the way it happened.

Dad is still smiling up there, and he was buried with his suit and his bowling shoes.  If I could&#039;ve put a air powered sander or paint gun with him I would, but he needs time to relax.  So I decided he&#039;ll have his bowling shoes on just in case he and God want to throw a few games.

I don&#039;t think he&#039;ll tell God to &quot;hit the head pin, dummy&quot;!  But it seemed to work wonders for you.

Thanks for your post.  It&#039;s a nice reminder for us.  One day we&#039;ll resurrect the Alley Cats, and dedicate it to the memory of my Dad.  Until then, we&#039;ll have to make do with what we&#039;ve been provided and wait for the time that my family will all be together again.  

Until then, bowl a game in memory of Dad, and please, no matter how you do it - &quot;Hit the Head Pin, Dummy!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, I got comments.  Right after the tears stop flowing.  Both tears of joy and sadness.  Joy from the friendship and good memories, and of course sadness for the huge loss.</p>
<p>Things are about as you say they were.  Man, that&#8217;s a long time described in just a short few paragraphs.  But it&#8217;s about the way it happened.</p>
<p>Dad is still smiling up there, and he was buried with his suit and his bowling shoes.  If I could&#8217;ve put a air powered sander or paint gun with him I would, but he needs time to relax.  So I decided he&#8217;ll have his bowling shoes on just in case he and God want to throw a few games.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t think he&#8217;ll tell God to &#8220;hit the head pin, dummy&#8221;!  But it seemed to work wonders for you.</p>
<p>Thanks for your post.  It&#8217;s a nice reminder for us.  One day we&#8217;ll resurrect the Alley Cats, and dedicate it to the memory of my Dad.  Until then, we&#8217;ll have to make do with what we&#8217;ve been provided and wait for the time that my family will all be together again.  </p>
<p>Until then, bowl a game in memory of Dad, and please, no matter how you do it &#8211; &#8220;Hit the Head Pin, Dummy!&#8221;</p>
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