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			<title><![CDATA[Holding the Light]]></title>
			<link>http://www.aframnews.com/html/interspire/articles/1325/1/Holding-the-Light/Page1.html</link>
			<description><![CDATA[<img title="" alt="" src="http://www.aframnews.com/html/interspire/content_images/1/3691336727_fed6e4a3c3.jpg" align="Baseline" border="0" height="166" width="250"/><br/>Photo: Positive Images of Black Males     <br/><br/>I grew up around men who were always working on something. Cars mostly, but they dabbled in repairing lawn mowers, washing machines, TV sets, radios and much more. Radios you ask? Yes radios. Not a solid state radio like we have today, but a radio that used vacuum tubes. Vacuum tubes looked similar to a light bulb, except the glass casing was clear and the bulb’s glow was orange rather than white. If a bulb went out, we just walked down to the local corner store and found a replacement tube with the same number or its alternate.<br/><br/>]]></description>
			<author>no@spam.com (James Ford)</author>
			<pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 25 Jan 2010 10:30:00 MST]]></pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[Posted No Fishing]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Fish.  I will bet every boy in the world has fished at least once in his life.  And I would even go as far to say that every boy has fished in some out-of-bounds-fishing hole and thrown caution to the wind while doing it.  I did it.  I remember fishing in the dump pits on the levee behind my high school.  The fish were a little strange looking but since I didn’t eat them what did it matter.  My good friend Eric told me a story about walking through a culvert to get to a creek to catch fish.  But I would be willing to bet that this creek wasn’t much more than a drainage ditch.<br/><br/>]]></description>
			<author>no@spam.com (James Ford)</author>
			<pubDate><![CDATA[Wed, 18 Nov 2009 18:00:00 MST]]></pubDate>
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