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		<title>By: JAB</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9411</link>
		<dc:creator>JAB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 00:49:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very moving, thank you for giving us a small, but powerful glimpse into the emotions behind the tragedy. Iraqis &amp; Americans are lucky to have such soldiers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very moving, thank you for giving us a small, but powerful glimpse into the emotions behind the tragedy. Iraqis &amp; Americans are lucky to have such soldiers.</p>
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		<title>By: The Captain&#8217;s Journal &#187; Moving Tribute to a Recently Fallen Hero</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9410</link>
		<dc:creator>The Captain&#8217;s Journal &#187; Moving Tribute to a Recently Fallen Hero</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 00:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Farewell [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Farewell [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Herschel Smith</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9409</link>
		<dc:creator>Herschel Smith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 00:39:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is very moving, from a father of a son (Marine) who is to deploy early 2007.  I am frankly not sure I can handle this.  I intend to post a link to this on my web site too.

Thanks again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is very moving, from a father of a son (Marine) who is to deploy early 2007.  I am frankly not sure I can handle this.  I intend to post a link to this on my web site too.</p>
<p>Thanks again.</p>
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		<title>By: The Anchoress &#187; Catching up on reading&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9271</link>
		<dc:creator>The Anchoress &#187; Catching up on reading&#8230;</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 02:39:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Then you&#8217;ll want to read this very moving piece on a soldier&#8217;s memorial service in Iraq: There is hardly a whisper as the sight is taken in. On a raised platform sits a pair of boots, an M-16 pointing barrel down, sights out, a Kevlar helmet resting atop the buttstock, a set of dogtags dangling from the charging handle. To either side of the weapon are two medals: the Iraq Campaign Medal and the Purple Heart. Resting below the boots is a framed photograph of a smiling young soldier. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Then you&#8217;ll want to read this very moving piece on a soldier&#8217;s memorial service in Iraq: There is hardly a whisper as the sight is taken in. On a raised platform sits a pair of boots, an M-16 pointing barrel down, sights out, a Kevlar helmet resting atop the buttstock, a set of dogtags dangling from the charging handle. To either side of the weapon are two medals: the Iraq Campaign Medal and the Purple Heart. Resting below the boots is a framed photograph of a smiling young soldier. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Real Ugly American.com &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Blogrolls Best 7.7.06</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9221</link>
		<dc:creator>The Real Ugly American.com &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Blogrolls Best 7.7.06</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 12:45:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Blue Crab Boulevard has a very moving post from Gaius&#8217;Â Â (the authorÂ ofÂ BCB)Â son who is currently serving in Iraq. He recently attended a memorial service for his friend Specialist Benjamin James Slaven who was killed in the line of duty. It is simply titled Farewell. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Blue Crab Boulevard has a very moving post from Gaius&#8217;Â Â (the authorÂ ofÂ BCB)Â son who is currently serving in Iraq. He recently attended a memorial service for his friend Specialist Benjamin James Slaven who was killed in the line of duty. It is simply titled Farewell. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Lloyd</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9212</link>
		<dc:creator>Lloyd</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 05:29:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Our country sometimes seems like we don&#039;t deserve such men and women as this, but we are blessed with them.  Thank God.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Our country sometimes seems like we don&#8217;t deserve such men and women as this, but we are blessed with them.  Thank God.</p>
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		<title>By: Gaius</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9149</link>
		<dc:creator>Gaius</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 20:33:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think he did a terrific job on this post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think he did a terrific job on this post.</p>
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		<title>By: The Ugly American</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9146</link>
		<dc:creator>The Ugly American</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 20:25:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for sharing another beautiful post Gaius. Your son did an amazing job of capturing the sacrifice some have paid in this war, and the honor shown to them by their comrades. 

You must be very proud of him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for sharing another beautiful post Gaius. Your son did an amazing job of capturing the sacrifice some have paid in this war, and the honor shown to them by their comrades. </p>
<p>You must be very proud of him.</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara Smith</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9119</link>
		<dc:creator>Barbara Smith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 17:55:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It could just as easily been my son, and could someday yet be. But for now my heart is broken for this young hero and his pained family. My tears flow so easily. But we will not let him have died in vain. Not this time, not this war. We will fight on.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It could just as easily been my son, and could someday yet be. But for now my heart is broken for this young hero and his pained family. My tears flow so easily. But we will not let him have died in vain. Not this time, not this war. We will fight on.</p>
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		<title>By: chez Diva &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Farewell to a Hero</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9114</link>
		<dc:creator>chez Diva &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Farewell to a Hero</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 17:08:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Soldiers fall into line after a few moments to take a walk across the platform and salute the monument to Specialist Slaven. When it&#8217;s my turn, I stride slowly, execute a right face, and bring my hand slowly to my brow. As I bring my hand back to my side I&#8217;m aware of the moisture in my eyes, which turn down as I execute a left face and leave the platform. I see for the first time how full the room really is, as there are many soldiers standing along the back wall. It&#8217;s all I can do not to run outside, into daylight, away from that monument that means that my friend will never see his dreams of becoming a drill sergeant, an underwater welder, a husband or a father come to life. Run away from the fear that one day my own picture will be in front of that monument, that I&#8217;ll never see my fiancÃ©e or my parents or my brothers and sisters again. Run away from the fear that I&#8217;ll never become a teacher and raise a family. But I don&#8217;t run. I walk as quickly as discipline allows outside, where my friends wait and share my grief. (read entry at Blue Crab Boulevard) [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Soldiers fall into line after a few moments to take a walk across the platform and salute the monument to Specialist Slaven. When it&#8217;s my turn, I stride slowly, execute a right face, and bring my hand slowly to my brow. As I bring my hand back to my side I&#8217;m aware of the moisture in my eyes, which turn down as I execute a left face and leave the platform. I see for the first time how full the room really is, as there are many soldiers standing along the back wall. It&#8217;s all I can do not to run outside, into daylight, away from that monument that means that my friend will never see his dreams of becoming a drill sergeant, an underwater welder, a husband or a father come to life. Run away from the fear that one day my own picture will be in front of that monument, that I&#8217;ll never see my fiancÃ©e or my parents or my brothers and sisters again. Run away from the fear that I&#8217;ll never become a teacher and raise a family. But I don&#8217;t run. I walk as quickly as discipline allows outside, where my friends wait and share my grief. (read entry at Blue Crab Boulevard) [...]</p>
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		<title>By: CARRY ON AMERICA &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Blue Crab Boulevard&#8217;s Post on a Fallen Soldier</title>
		<link>http://bluecrabboulevard.com/2006/07/04/farewell/comment-page-1/#comment-9107</link>
		<dc:creator>CARRY ON AMERICA &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Blue Crab Boulevard&#8217;s Post on a Fallen Soldier</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Please check out Gaius&#8217; post about the memorial service for a fallen soldier in Iraq.Â  This puts the proper perspective on things.      &#160; [link] [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Please check out Gaius&#8217; post about the memorial service for a fallen soldier in Iraq.Â  This puts the proper perspective on things.      &nbsp; [link] [...]</p>
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