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	<title>Comments on: Where Everybody (Wants To) Know Your Name</title>
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	<description>I knew it all along. Now you do as well.</description>
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		<title>By: ptoledo1</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 13:46:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks, Fermin, for adding some insight and perspective. We all miss your Dad dearly.  </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks, Fermin, for adding some insight and perspective. We all miss your Dad dearly.</p>
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		<title>By: fermin  w gwinnup</title>
		<link>http://pablotoledo.com/archives/297/comment-page-1#comment-341</link>
		<dc:creator>fermin  w gwinnup</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 06:35:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>good times indeed ,there  are however  some points to ponder , the  family he  &quot;fathered&quot;. First there is Ashlee, dad always  loved ash  for  her  openness and how  she held nothing back , but that she was always the first to forgive  , he always felt that was the  gwinnup in her. then lisa, most dont know  but  almost nightly she had a cup of coffee with dad  and just  bullshited, always  brought dinner by as she only lived 3 doors down, dad would  always  say  damn lisa talks to much, which  meant  he  listened  and loved her, she loves to paint which of course dad would say thats the  gwinnup in her. rene , what can i say. dad loved to worry about him  , liked how rene would never take anything to serious, lets  life roll off his  back, always said thats the  gwinnup in him. his  oldest son andy, dad  loved your sense of humor, just like his he would say, may be right neither of you are as funny as me ! your dedication and if someone said you couldnt , you would, dad always said thats  the gwinnup in him. and  last my oldest sister(yeah oldest)melody, dad always  looked  up at you as  one of the greatest things in his life, so proud of you  for your hard work and drive thru live, never looking back only forward,you made him very proud, dad would laugh and smile and say havent  heard from mel in awhile, guess no news is good news, always  said thats the  gwinnup in her. 
    there is  alot to dad  that most people dont know, he would make it a point to go to phils and other local establishments  daily . said thats what makes the world work, everyday people helping, spending money and time in the local community. he didnt really like the  big box stores, preferred markets and  places where the owners could be seen , that way  he  could see where  his hard earned money would help, a poor mans philanthropist i would say . so  sorry if my rant went  long but felt there was a  point missing  that  i needed to get out, as  dad would say  thats the  gwinnup in me .</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>good times indeed ,there  are however  some points to ponder , the  family he  &#8220;fathered&#8221;. First there is Ashlee, dad always  loved ash  for  her  openness and how  she held nothing back , but that she was always the first to forgive  , he always felt that was the  gwinnup in her. then lisa, most dont know  but  almost nightly she had a cup of coffee with dad  and just  bullshited, always  brought dinner by as she only lived 3 doors down, dad would  always  say  damn lisa talks to much, which  meant  he  listened  and loved her, she loves to paint which of course dad would say thats the  gwinnup in her. rene , what can i say. dad loved to worry about him  , liked how rene would never take anything to serious, lets  life roll off his  back, always said thats the  gwinnup in him. his  oldest son andy, dad  loved your sense of humor, just like his he would say, may be right neither of you are as funny as me ! your dedication and if someone said you couldnt , you would, dad always said thats  the gwinnup in him. and  last my oldest sister(yeah oldest)melody, dad always  looked  up at you as  one of the greatest things in his life, so proud of you  for your hard work and drive thru live, never looking back only forward,you made him very proud, dad would laugh and smile and say havent  heard from mel in awhile, guess no news is good news, always  said thats the  gwinnup in her.<br />
    there is  alot to dad  that most people dont know, he would make it a point to go to phils and other local establishments  daily . said thats what makes the world work, everyday people helping, spending money and time in the local community. he didnt really like the  big box stores, preferred markets and  places where the owners could be seen , that way  he  could see where  his hard earned money would help, a poor mans philanthropist i would say . so  sorry if my rant went  long but felt there was a  point missing  that  i needed to get out, as  dad would say  thats the  gwinnup in me .</p>
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		<title>By: Diana Gwinnup Vibanco</title>
		<link>http://pablotoledo.com/archives/297/comment-page-1#comment-335</link>
		<dc:creator>Diana Gwinnup Vibanco</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 05:21:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My sister, Tina and I went to Phil&#039;s too.  We had visited with Aunt Ann and Uncle Andy a few years ago.  We came to surprise Ann for her birthday.  They both made us feel welcome even after all the time had past.  Uncle Andy had the knack to make life long friends because when he lived here in Blythe he made plenty.  My aunt works at a coffee shop, Courtesy, and she would let me know that Andy had passed through town.  He would always visit with his friends who worked there.  My only regret is that my children along with myself didn&#039;t get to know him as you all did. I know we missed out on something special.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My sister, Tina and I went to Phil&#8217;s too.  We had visited with Aunt Ann and Uncle Andy a few years ago.  We came to surprise Ann for her birthday.  They both made us feel welcome even after all the time had past.  Uncle Andy had the knack to make life long friends because when he lived here in Blythe he made plenty.  My aunt works at a coffee shop, Courtesy, and she would let me know that Andy had passed through town.  He would always visit with his friends who worked there.  My only regret is that my children along with myself didn&#8217;t get to know him as you all did. I know we missed out on something special.</p>
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		<title>By: Susanna Minegishi</title>
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		<dc:creator>Susanna Minegishi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 18:23:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I miss Andy; reading this makes me miss everything about Tucson and our childhood that was authentic and predictable. When I need that, I only have to think about Andy and that day at Phil&#039;s to keep a little bit of it with me. Thank you for wrapping it up like a gift we can keep for a long time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I miss Andy; reading this makes me miss everything about Tucson and our childhood that was authentic and predictable. When I need that, I only have to think about Andy and that day at Phil&#8217;s to keep a little bit of it with me. Thank you for wrapping it up like a gift we can keep for a long time.</p>
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		<title>By: Lawrence R Toledo</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lawrence R Toledo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 19:20:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In life we often live side by side with special individuals and take their journey for granted until they one day move on to the next dimension.

To give of oneself without the recipients knowing of your unselfish acts is an art that ultimately determines the value of your essence.</description>
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<p>To give of oneself without the recipients knowing of your unselfish acts is an art that ultimately determines the value of your essence.</p>
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