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	<title>Comments on: Memoirs of an Alaskan &#8211; I</title>
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		<title>By: cousin anna</title>
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		<description>hi- 
you know, i was terrified during all of those middle of the night ventures out to the outhouse as a child. i would beg matt to go with me out of fear of the night. absolute, raw terror. do you know, even in high school (when we had running water) i continued to pull the shower curtain back to see if anything evil was hiding there to &quot;get&quot; me. this from the girl who could take on anything (ha!).
in reading your memories i am of course, reminded of my own. some wonderful, some nearly too difficult to revisit--but, when i reflect on my early childhood i am always struck at the situations we found ourselves in at age 2-3-4-5...
and i wonder, what kind of person would i be otherwise?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hi-<br />
you know, i was terrified during all of those middle of the night ventures out to the outhouse as a child. i would beg matt to go with me out of fear of the night. absolute, raw terror. do you know, even in high school (when we had running water) i continued to pull the shower curtain back to see if anything evil was hiding there to &#8220;get&#8221; me. this from the girl who could take on anything (ha!).<br />
in reading your memories i am of course, reminded of my own. some wonderful, some nearly too difficult to revisit&#8211;but, when i reflect on my early childhood i am always struck at the situations we found ourselves in at age 2-3-4-5&#8230;<br />
and i wonder, what kind of person would i be otherwise?</p>
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