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<rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Creeva's World 2.0 - Latest Comments in My Grandfather is Going to His 60th High School Reunion | Creeva's World 2.0</title><link>http://creevasworld20.disqus.com/</link><description></description><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 09:54:58 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: My Grandfather is Going to His 60th High School Reunion | Creeva's World 2.0</title><link>http://creeva.com/2008/07/30/my-grandfather-is-going-to-his-60th-high-school-reunion/#comment-1718565</link><description>@Clare that's a great story.   I had many teachers over the years that had both the parent and the child in school.  However I don't think I've known anyone that had met their grandmothers grade school teacher until now.</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">creeva</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 09:54:58 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: My Grandfather is Going to His 60th High School Reunion | Creeva's World 2.0</title><link>http://creeva.com/2008/07/30/my-grandfather-is-going-to-his-60th-high-school-reunion/#comment-1718564</link><description>I worked in a small nursing home our of high school for a few years and met a woman named Mamie Kennedy. She was from the same small town in the heart of West Virginia as my mother.  After a brief conversation, I found out she was a substitute teacher and taught my grandmother and oldest great uncle school. I was astonished, that I had met my grandmothers grade school teacher!! It definitely gave me perspective. Now over 25 years later, I understand how time passes, without notice. Age give you a more realistic perspective on time. Poof, a vapor  appears and vanishes, and a lifetime is spent.</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Clare</dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 15:40:24 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>