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    <name><![CDATA[Kasey]]></name>
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  <recommended_for><![CDATA[Aunt Vicky]]></recommended_for>
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  <read_at>Thu Feb 26 00:00:00 -0800 2009</read_at>
  <date_added>Fri Dec 12 08:40:04 -0800 2008</date_added>
  <date_updated>Fri Feb 27 15:28:19 -0800 2009</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[I saw an interview with the author on line and was really touched by how collected she was.  You could tell she truly loved her husband and the friends involved in the tragedy, and since I see Mt. Hood almost everyday I wanted to hear the entire story.  I remember the newstory during the search and as the author noted it really seemed like the entire state was pulling for a Christmas miracle.  <br/>I think it took me a day and a half to read the book, with Gord &amp; Ash giggling at my river of tears.  You definately need to have a case of kleenex with this one.  But hearing of their true love and deep faith you know in your heart that these people are going to be okay and as son Jack says, &quot;You know since I am only twelve, I don't want to die right now.  You know I am not afraid to die because I am so excited to see Dad.&quot;]]></body>
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