<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post112481846649541028..comments</id><updated>2007-03-12T16:23:59.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Letters to 2 Girls: An end to the dancing</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/feeds/112481846649541028/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html'/><author><name>ng30345</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112731933154837944</id><published>2005-09-21T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T12:15:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So very sorry for your loss. The picture of Belle ...</title><summary type='text'>So very sorry for your loss. The picture of Belle was beautiful and you obviously loved her with your whole heart. More people should love their furry friends like that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112731933154837944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112731933154837944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1127319300000#c112731933154837944' title=''/><author><name>Invisigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03171438663649610756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112686859915964353</id><published>2005-09-16T07:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T07:03:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I recently had to say goodbye to my best friend, R...</title><summary type='text'>I recently had to say goodbye to my best friend, Reuben.  He was 16.  He had the body of a cat, but he was truly my best friend.  It's so important to know when to let go.  Thank you for sharing your story.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112686859915964353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112686859915964353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1126868580000#c112686859915964353' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112535768420377218</id><published>2005-08-29T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:21:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to think my dog Peanuts (who died when she ...</title><summary type='text'>I like to think my dog Peanuts (who died when she was 16 - about 9 years ago now) visits me in my dreams to let me know she's OK. She died on the same day my mother was being operated on for breast cancer. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Arrrgh I'm at work reading your post and couldn't stop the tears, what will my colleague think?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112535768420377218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112535768420377218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125357660000#c112535768420377218' title=''/><author><name>purplejeans79</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822639717878548451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112535693018106275</id><published>2005-08-29T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:08:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, you have a great blog here! I'm definitely go...</title><summary type='text'>Hey, you have a great blog here! I'm definitely going to bookmark you!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I have a &lt;A HREF="http://www.christcentereddating.com/christian-affiliate-program.htm" REL="nofollow"&gt;christian affiliate programs&lt;/A&gt; website. It pretty much covers christian affiliate programs related stuff.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;If you have a second, check it out  :-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112535693018106275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112535693018106275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125356880000#c112535693018106275' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112535652101075082</id><published>2005-08-29T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:02:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Followed the link from Pork Tornado...Our dog is e...</title><summary type='text'>Followed the link from Pork Tornado...Our dog is everything to me. We adopted him in 2001 and we were told that he was about 4 or 5...the vet said he was about 6. It didn't make me angry that the shelter fudged his age to make him more adoptable, I was just hurt that I would have one less year with him than I expected. I completely understand your sorrow. Everytime I hear about someone having to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112535652101075082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112535652101075082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125356520000#c112535652101075082' title=''/><author><name>JulieU.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05295370084713124463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112533660803287050</id><published>2005-08-29T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T13:30:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted to send my prayers your way.  I coul...</title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to send my prayers your way.  I could feel your pain when I was reading this.  a year ago (this labor day weekend) I had to put my Great Dane, Kelsey, to sleep b/c she was suffering from bone cancer...saldy she was only 6 1/2.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;A year later and I still get sad, and still can cry about it (i am actually getting all misty thinkging about my baby.)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;It does get better, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112533660803287050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112533660803287050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125336600000#c112533660803287050' title=''/><author><name>Joanie</name><uri>http://www.livejournal.com/users/carnie_show/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112509627748861008</id><published>2005-08-26T18:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:44:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Nate,Thanks for such a touching post, I am a "...</title><summary type='text'>Hey Nate,&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Thanks for such a touching post, I am a "cat" person but I do love dogs. Belle sounded like such a lovely gal.  You made me want to cuddle with my 18 year old cat as soon as I can.  My sympathies go out to you and your family.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112509627748861008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112509627748861008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125096240000#c112509627748861008' title=''/><author><name>Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685576946035833904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112506044551272539</id><published>2005-08-26T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T08:47:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful and touching entry. Dusty is leading t...</title><summary type='text'>A beautiful and touching entry. Dusty is leading the masses to you, and I am sure that everyone will feel the same way I do. Belle was lucky to have such a loving and devoted friend.  Your tenderness and compassion is evident in every word. I am sorry for your loss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112506044551272539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112506044551272539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125060420000#c112506044551272539' title=''/><author><name>darcy</name><uri>http://darcy-farrow.diaryland.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112505700463452798</id><published>2005-08-26T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T07:50:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sorry for you.  I had to put my beloved cat...</title><summary type='text'>I'm so sorry for you.  I had to put my beloved cat to sleep two years ago and I still get teary-eyed when I think about it.  It's hard, but at some point we know we have to stop being selfish and do what's best for our beloved pet, be they dogs or cats.  And I'm very glad you were there at the end.  I don't understand people who just drop their pets off and leave and have the vet do it at his/her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112505700463452798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112505700463452798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125057000000#c112505700463452798' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04399098868122212536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112501851272727391</id><published>2005-08-25T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:08:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I laid down in the garage with my dead Rott, after...</title><summary type='text'>I laid down in the garage with my dead Rott, after he got hit in the street, early am on a Friday. He was 5 years old and so sweet tempered and trained and most of all beautiful. I fired the wife, who let him out and have been nothing but glad since. Pics soon on my blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112501851272727391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112501851272727391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125018480000#c112501851272727391' title=''/><author><name>69pickup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06895962741170541442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112501486781617102</id><published>2005-08-25T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:07:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How heartbreaking!  I had to put my cat down 10 ye...</title><summary type='text'>How heartbreaking!  I had to put my cat down 10 years ago this November so I know exactly what you are going through.  My heart goes out to you and your family.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;The pain will lessen with time and you'll have all those years with Belle to remember.  God Bless You.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112501486781617102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112501486781617102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125014820000#c112501486781617102' title=''/><author><name>warcrygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327088768318213449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112500658679613860</id><published>2005-08-25T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T17:49:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan/Jamice and Girls:We know the pain of loosin...</title><summary type='text'>Nathan/Jamice and Girls:&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;We know the pain of loosing a K-9 friend. We have lost several, all from old age except for little MAX. The ones you may remember would be MAX and SHEBA. Before that we lost our pals MARVE, another SHEBA, REDNECK, FRITZ, HEIDI and the older FRITZ.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Unfortunately our pals have a shorter life span. That means we have to do double for them while they are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112500658679613860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112500658679613860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125006540000#c112500658679613860' title=''/><author><name>JIM and NANCY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112500265606751847</id><published>2005-08-25T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T16:44:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan, I just read your blog for the first time t...</title><summary type='text'>Nathan, &lt;BR/&gt;I just read your blog for the first time today; was linked from Dusty's page.  You have my deepest sympathies on the loss of your Belle.  I feel the only kind of dog owners should be loving dog owners, and you certainly sound like one.  My Scout is only a year old (black lab--my favorite) but I still remember the pain we all felt when my 14-year-old black lab Whoopsie had to be put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112500265606751847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112500265606751847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125002640000#c112500265606751847' title=''/><author><name>Guwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671706189168131048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112500147333712444</id><published>2005-08-25T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T16:24:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch... My biggest sympathies. My cancer-ridden be...</title><summary type='text'>Ouch... My biggest sympathies. My cancer-ridden best friend cocker named Marley slipped away before the doctor could put him to sleep courtesy of some brown ale and a massive amount of codeine, lovingly and painfully administered by his own best friend. Hardest, saddest thing I ever did in my life and I don't regret it for a minute. I hope someone has the foresight to take me out the same way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112500147333712444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112500147333712444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1125001440000#c112500147333712444' title=''/><author><name>jbird</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112493051187445620</id><published>2005-08-24T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T20:41:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan, you jerk.  Once again making water come ou...</title><summary type='text'>Nathan, you jerk.  Once again making water come out of my eyes.  Beautiful tribute, but I'm glad &lt;BR/&gt;I read it at home. Because of the eye/water thing.  You owe me 14 inches of toilet paper, which at present exchange rates equals 1 coke from the vending machine at work.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112493051187445620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112493051187445620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1124930460000#c112493051187445620' title=''/><author><name>Dusty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295340929266021188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112492302447385436</id><published>2005-08-24T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:37:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely, all of it, I agree and completely unde...</title><summary type='text'>Absolutely, all of it, I agree and completely understand. I am sorry for your loss, but I know from your story that you have many good times to remember.&lt;BR/&gt; I too have a dog, Zeus is his name. My American Pit Bull Terrier. He isn't the mean snarled up dog that comes to mind when you hear "Pit-Bull". He is more like a Pit-Poodle as he has been called before. He sleeps in my bed with me, he eats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112492302447385436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/112481846649541028/comments/default/112492302447385436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html?showComment=1124923020000#c112492302447385436' title=''/><author><name>Richard Price</name><uri>http://home.carolina.rr.com/pcservicespro</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://lettersto2girls.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-to-dancing.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252410.post-112481846649541028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252410/posts/default/112481846649541028' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>