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	<title>Comments on: Remembering Rosie</title>
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		<title>By: Diego Espinosa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Diego Espinosa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 19:03:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Real words to live by. Makes me feel very happy for you, Chuck, that you had such a wonderful mother. If everybody in this world followed those words then this world would be a better place. I will not forget them and I also hope to pass them on to others. How lovely too that your wife got along so well with your mother. I truly believe that wherever these wonderful ladies are they must be in peace and still influencing good on others. 
Wonderful, truly powerful words.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Real words to live by. Makes me feel very happy for you, Chuck, that you had such a wonderful mother. If everybody in this world followed those words then this world would be a better place. I will not forget them and I also hope to pass them on to others. How lovely too that your wife got along so well with your mother. I truly believe that wherever these wonderful ladies are they must be in peace and still influencing good on others.<br />
Wonderful, truly powerful words.</p>
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		<title>By: Chuck</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chuck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 00:30:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Arpana Kimmel. Thank you again for your kind comments. Life has been good to me and I cherish the many years I had with my Mom. I am married to a beautiful Chinese lady who also loved my Mom. When Mom broke her hip, my wife insisted that she move in with us. She lived with us for over 8 years until her death in 1992.
I owe much of my being to these wonderful people in my life.
 I don&#039;t know if it&#039;s legal but if you would like to read some of my stories contact me at dishgov@msn.com
Chuck Dishno
Dillon, Montana</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Arpana Kimmel. Thank you again for your kind comments. Life has been good to me and I cherish the many years I had with my Mom. I am married to a beautiful Chinese lady who also loved my Mom. When Mom broke her hip, my wife insisted that she move in with us. She lived with us for over 8 years until her death in 1992.<br />
I owe much of my being to these wonderful people in my life.<br />
 I don&#039;t know if it&#039;s legal but if you would like to read some of my stories contact me at <a href="mailto:dishgov@msn.com">dishgov@msn.com</a><br />
Chuck Dishno<br />
Dillon, Montana</p>
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		<title>By: Arpana Kimmel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Arpana Kimmel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 22:09:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Chuck, these are such small yet profound words of inspiration. It&#039;s easy to forget that one&#039;s outlook can significantly alter the way we experience life. Your mother was wise. She shared her wisdom with you and you have now shared it with me and I will surely share it with someone else. It&#039;s these little words of wisdom shared that make the world a better place. Thank you for sharing your story and…. keep writing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chuck, these are such small yet profound words of inspiration. It&#039;s easy to forget that one&#039;s outlook can significantly alter the way we experience life. Your mother was wise. She shared her wisdom with you and you have now shared it with me and I will surely share it with someone else. It&#039;s these little words of wisdom shared that make the world a better place. Thank you for sharing your story and…. keep writing!</p>
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		<title>By: Chuck</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chuck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 21:55:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for commenting on &quot;Myself Third&quot; Here is a short story I wrote about it in a book I wrote:

Myself Third
By Chuck Dishno

     Many years ago when I was about 10, I remember coming home from school and heading straight to the cookie jar. When I lifted the lid I found a little scrap of paper taped to the inside of the jar lid. In my mom&#039;s handwriting it said, &quot;Myself Third&quot;. 
     I didn&#039;t think anything about it but when I went to the cupboard to get a glass for my milk, there was another note that said, &quot;Myself Third&quot;. It still didn&#039;t make much of an impression on me until I went to the bathroom and when I lifted the lid, there was the same message taped on the underside of the toilet lid. Now my curiosity was beginning to get to me and the hunt was on to see where else I could find that strange message. It was everywhere. In the closet, in my sock drawer, on the stovetop, under plates, just about everywhere I looked. I finally found my mother and asked about this strange note.  She said she was thinking about life and decided that she should always consider herself last. God first, others second and myself third. What a great way to put things in to proper order. Thank you Mom for that fantastic message. Mom lived to be 95 and never changed her outlook on life and God. She was the most religious person I know and if she is not in Heaven now then there is no Heaven. 

     I am now 76 years old and when I turned 50, and was given the big &quot;50&quot;
birthday party, I was asked to say something, I had only one thing to say
and it was to my mother, I said, &quot;Mom, 50 years and nine months ago, thank you for not saying no.&quot;  She said, &quot;You&#039;re welcome, son&quot;. Now I say to you, mom, &quot;Thank you for the values of life you taught me and I will always try to think of myself as “Myself Third.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for commenting on &#034;Myself Third&#034; Here is a short story I wrote about it in a book I wrote:</p>
<p>Myself Third<br />
By Chuck Dishno</p>
<p>     Many years ago when I was about 10, I remember coming home from school and heading straight to the cookie jar. When I lifted the lid I found a little scrap of paper taped to the inside of the jar lid. In my mom&#039;s handwriting it said, &#034;Myself Third&#034;.<br />
     I didn&#039;t think anything about it but when I went to the cupboard to get a glass for my milk, there was another note that said, &#034;Myself Third&#034;. It still didn&#039;t make much of an impression on me until I went to the bathroom and when I lifted the lid, there was the same message taped on the underside of the toilet lid. Now my curiosity was beginning to get to me and the hunt was on to see where else I could find that strange message. It was everywhere. In the closet, in my sock drawer, on the stovetop, under plates, just about everywhere I looked. I finally found my mother and asked about this strange note.  She said she was thinking about life and decided that she should always consider herself last. God first, others second and myself third. What a great way to put things in to proper order. Thank you Mom for that fantastic message. Mom lived to be 95 and never changed her outlook on life and God. She was the most religious person I know and if she is not in Heaven now then there is no Heaven. </p>
<p>     I am now 76 years old and when I turned 50, and was given the big &#034;50&#034;<br />
birthday party, I was asked to say something, I had only one thing to say<br />
and it was to my mother, I said, &#034;Mom, 50 years and nine months ago, thank you for not saying no.&#034;  She said, &#034;You&#039;re welcome, son&#034;. Now I say to you, mom, &#034;Thank you for the values of life you taught me and I will always try to think of myself as “Myself Third.&#034;</p>
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		<title>By: Arpana Kimmel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Arpana Kimmel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 01:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;God First, Others Second and Myself Third. &quot;   I like that... thank you for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#034;God First, Others Second and Myself Third. &#034;   I like that&#8230; thank you for sharing.</p>
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		<title>By: Chuck</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chuck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 22:34:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>God Bless all the Rosie the Riveters who worked so hard for the war effort. My two brothers enlisted in the Army Air Force and both survived the war. My mother did her bit by knitting ski masks, gloves, socks and scarves for the Red Cross. Mom was the fastest knitter I ever saw and could whip out an item in a short time. The military supplied the kaki yarn for Mom and the ladies of the Methodist Church in my small town of Bly, Oregon. At one time they questioned why the ladies used so much yarn. They all just pointed to Mom and said, just watch her knit. No more questions were asked and Mom had all the yarn she requested. If Geraldine Doyle was called Rosie the Riveter, then my Mom could have been Lura the Knitter. 
Mom lived to be 95 and knitted and crocheted up until the time she died. I&#039;m sure there is a place in Heaven for all those wonderful ladies.
I must end this by saying, my Mom lived by the saying: Myself Third, God First, Others Second and Myself Third. I had this printed on her headstone
Chuck in Montana</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>God Bless all the Rosie the Riveters who worked so hard for the war effort. My two brothers enlisted in the Army Air Force and both survived the war. My mother did her bit by knitting ski masks, gloves, socks and scarves for the Red Cross. Mom was the fastest knitter I ever saw and could whip out an item in a short time. The military supplied the kaki yarn for Mom and the ladies of the Methodist Church in my small town of Bly, Oregon. At one time they questioned why the ladies used so much yarn. They all just pointed to Mom and said, just watch her knit. No more questions were asked and Mom had all the yarn she requested. If Geraldine Doyle was called Rosie the Riveter, then my Mom could have been Lura the Knitter.<br />
Mom lived to be 95 and knitted and crocheted up until the time she died. I&#039;m sure there is a place in Heaven for all those wonderful ladies.<br />
I must end this by saying, my Mom lived by the saying: Myself Third, God First, Others Second and Myself Third. I had this printed on her headstone<br />
Chuck in Montana</p>
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