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			<title>Original Blog Entry: 20 Years Ago</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 14:58:08 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>A woman awakes during the night to find that her husband was not in their bed.<br /><br />She puts on her robe and goes downstairs to look for him. She finds him sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front him. He appears deep in thought, just staring at the wall. She watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a sip of coffee.<br /><br />What&#x27;s the matter, dear? she whispers as she steps into the room. Why are you down here at this time of night?<br /><br />The husband looks up, Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and<br /><br />you were only 17? he asks solemnly.<br /><br />The wife is touched thinking her husband is so caring and sensitive. Yes, I do, she replies.<br /><br />The husband pauses. The words are not coming easily. Do you remember when<br /><br />you father caught us in the back seat of my car?<br /><br />Yes, I remember, says the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him.<br /><br />The husband continues... Do you remember when he shoved a shotgun in my face and said, Either you marry my daughter, or I will send you to jail for 20 years .<br /><br />I remember that too , she replies softly.<br /><br />He wipes another tear from his cheek and says... I would have gotten out today!<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/37205">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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