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	<title>Comments on: She Won&#8217;t Stop Doing Good</title>
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	<description>Thoughts straight from Dolly&#039;s heart</description>
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		<title>By: Melanie</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-149</link>
		<dc:creator>Melanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:28:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Vasudha, you have captured Leasa&#039;s &quot;heart&quot; which was such a huge part of her. I remember one Thanksgiving when I had the flu and family coming in that night. Leasa knew I always frantically cleaned on the day family arrived and knew how sick I had been. She dropped the kids off at school and came over and helped me clean. She had her faults like the rest of us but she had such a giving heart. Boy do I miss her!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vasudha, you have captured Leasa&#8217;s &#8220;heart&#8221; which was such a huge part of her. I remember one Thanksgiving when I had the flu and family coming in that night. Leasa knew I always frantically cleaned on the day family arrived and knew how sick I had been. She dropped the kids off at school and came over and helped me clean. She had her faults like the rest of us but she had such a giving heart. Boy do I miss her!</p>
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		<title>By: Justin</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-148</link>
		<dc:creator>Justin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:59:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ya this totally made me cry..again..but in a good way. i remember that day and the look on the neighbors face when she came over. haha and the scared look on richards face when mom told him how much trouble he would be in if she caught him outside without the socks and jacket on.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ya this totally made me cry..again..but in a good way. i remember that day and the look on the neighbors face when she came over. haha and the scared look on richards face when mom told him how much trouble he would be in if she caught him outside without the socks and jacket on.</p>
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		<title>By: Dolly</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-147</link>
		<dc:creator>Dolly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:07:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Linda, at first I was hesitant about sharing this true story with the family but after getting your response I had a good feeling. I have finally posted the link on their facebook wall. You are right, God definitely used her in mighty ways.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Linda, at first I was hesitant about sharing this true story with the family but after getting your response I had a good feeling. I have finally posted the link on their facebook wall. You are right, God definitely used her in mighty ways.</p>
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		<title>By: linda Red</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-146</link>
		<dc:creator>linda Red</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 20:51:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Vasudha, I&#039;m crying now as this story is so much reminding me how Lisa was. I loved her so and miss her. She made the world better. Has Justin or Stacey read this? Mr. Lyle? you should send it to them. Very good story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vasudha, I&#8217;m crying now as this story is so much reminding me how Lisa was. I loved her so and miss her. She made the world better. Has Justin or Stacey read this? Mr. Lyle? you should send it to them. Very good story.</p>
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		<title>By: Dolly</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-138</link>
		<dc:creator>Dolly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 16:31:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes, it is a true story. This was my aunt who touched many lives when she was alive.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, it is a true story. This was my aunt who touched many lives when she was alive.</p>
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		<title>By: Drake</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-136</link>
		<dc:creator>Drake</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 16:27:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This was a good read. Is this a true story?</description>
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		<title>By: Tom</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-44</link>
		<dc:creator>Tom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 04:48:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I enjoyed reading this specific article. It makes me want to go out and do good for others.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I enjoyed reading this specific article. It makes me want to go out and do good for others.</p>
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		<title>By: Ramsey</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-39</link>
		<dc:creator>Ramsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 07:06:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This reading was a little long but it was worth it. I truly enjoyed reading it all. I had no idea that people actually get so depressed that they totally loose hope for life. Also, it&#039;s a good true story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This reading was a little long but it was worth it. I truly enjoyed reading it all. I had no idea that people actually get so depressed that they totally loose hope for life. Also, it&#8217;s a good true story.</p>
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		<title>By: Nadia</title>
		<link>http://www.dollypages.com/pages/152/comment-page-1#comment-30</link>
		<dc:creator>Nadia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 04:16:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We need more people like your aunt in this world. Nowadays, even if you do something good for someone they think you want something in return. Plus, no one has time to sacrifice for someone else. Good one!! Nadia</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We need more people like your aunt in this world. Nowadays, even if you do something good for someone they think you want something in return. Plus, no one has time to sacrifice for someone else. Good one!! Nadia</p>
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