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	<title>Comments on: A war story Bugs Bunny could love</title>
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	<description>A veteran, his daughter, their journey</description>
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		<title>By: Return to Vietnam &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Calling all local Vietnam veterans</title>
		<link>http://vietnam.lohudcrime.com/2007/11/06/a-war-story-bugs-bunny-would-love/#comment-99</link>
		<dc:creator>Return to Vietnam &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Calling all local Vietnam veterans</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 03:04:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] in The Journal News, my father has discovered an entire community to share stories with - the funny ones as well as the [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Return to Vietnam &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Lighting a candle for a fallen friend</title>
		<link>http://vietnam.lohudcrime.com/2007/11/06/a-war-story-bugs-bunny-would-love/#comment-36</link>
		<dc:creator>Return to Vietnam &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Lighting a candle for a fallen friend</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] City today, we drove by a Catholic church in Cu Chi - probably the same parish that helped supply those rabbits my father&#8217;s unit gave to the villagers 40 years ago. The church was closed, but my father left a lit candle in the [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Jim Murphy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jim Murphy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 23:47:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Not as good a story as neutered rabbits but: we had a Civic Action Patrol (CAP) officer come to 19th Adv Team compound(MAC-V) on the south edge of Quang Tri City and he was looking for volunteers to help villagers build and maintain small bridges over canals and swamps at a nearby village. It never occurred to us that the local villagers had been building and maintaining their footbridges for centuries. After we spent all day building a bridge.... 
local 'observers' pointed out that our bridge went to a little hill in the middle of a swamp... a bridge to nowhere. They said that it was possible that, with patience, the little island might grow some day to honor our bridge.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not as good a story as neutered rabbits but: we had a Civic Action Patrol (CAP) officer come to 19th Adv Team compound(MAC-V) on the south edge of Quang Tri City and he was looking for volunteers to help villagers build and maintain small bridges over canals and swamps at a nearby village. It never occurred to us that the local villagers had been building and maintaining their footbridges for centuries. After we spent all day building a bridge&#8230;. <br />
local &#8216;observers&#8217; pointed out that our bridge went to a little hill in the middle of a swamp&#8230; a bridge to nowhere. They said that it was possible that, with patience, the little island might grow some day to honor our bridge.</p>
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