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	<title>Comments on: Growing up with Horror in Indiana</title>
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		<title>By: jlwallen</title>
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		<dc:creator>jlwallen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2012 22:23:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dr. Phibes was such a great movie. I remember getting creeped out by that as a kid. I should watch that again to see if has the same effect. ;-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dr. Phibes was such a great movie. I remember getting creeped out by that as a kid. I should watch that again to see if has the same effect. <img src='http://monkeypantz.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Jeff Couch</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jeff Couch</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2012 21:47:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My wife Lisa (Marcum) says you might be thinking of Sears or Hills. 
Sammy Terry made her smile, she used to watch him with her grandmother. I suggested that we could watch some of those old B-Horror movies and she suddenly turned very pale, screamed &quot;No! Get away from me!&quot; and ran from the room. Later I found her huddled in a corner muttering something about a Dr. Phibes.  I hope she recovers, or the Zombie King may have claimed another victim.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My wife Lisa (Marcum) says you might be thinking of Sears or Hills.<br />
Sammy Terry made her smile, she used to watch him with her grandmother. I suggested that we could watch some of those old B-Horror movies and she suddenly turned very pale, screamed &#8220;No! Get away from me!&#8221; and ran from the room. Later I found her huddled in a corner muttering something about a Dr. Phibes.  I hope she recovers, or the Zombie King may have claimed another victim.</p>
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		<title>By: jlwallen</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2012 00:03:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Shhh, I&#039;m older than I look! ;-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Shhh, I&#8217;m older than I look! <img src='http://monkeypantz.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Eva Caye</title>
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		<dc:creator>Eva Caye</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2012 21:23:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember Sammy Terry!  But frankly, just judging from your picture and not knowing anything about you, I can&#039;t believe you are old enough to remember him yourself.  Either that, or Sammy Terry has had a 40-year career at it....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember Sammy Terry!  But frankly, just judging from your picture and not knowing anything about you, I can&#8217;t believe you are old enough to remember him yourself.  Either that, or Sammy Terry has had a 40-year career at it&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Red Tash</title>
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		<dc:creator>Red Tash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2012 14:30:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Love ya, my hoosier bro!</description>
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		<title>By: Lee Lenahan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lee Lenahan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2012 13:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for sharing, Jack. I grew up in a rural area of Iowa, lots of space to imagine! I remember my mother putting her watch on my upper arm and telling me to be home by 4pm. Off I would go with a peanut butter and jelly and a mason jar of water for my day of adventure. Usually ended up at a creek, where I hung a rope swing, played with tadpoles and created enviorments out of all the sticks, rocks, moss and mud freely available. Later , I had a horse named Lady Jane, whom I rode and shared more adventures farther from home!! And Corn!!!!! Yes, we had plenty of that! So as an adult I&#039;ve kept that spirit of adventure, thankfully. I&#039;ve lived in two other countries and explored several more. Thanks, again, Jack, for helping me remember my wonderful life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for sharing, Jack. I grew up in a rural area of Iowa, lots of space to imagine! I remember my mother putting her watch on my upper arm and telling me to be home by 4pm. Off I would go with a peanut butter and jelly and a mason jar of water for my day of adventure. Usually ended up at a creek, where I hung a rope swing, played with tadpoles and created enviorments out of all the sticks, rocks, moss and mud freely available. Later , I had a horse named Lady Jane, whom I rode and shared more adventures farther from home!! And Corn!!!!! Yes, we had plenty of that! So as an adult I&#8217;ve kept that spirit of adventure, thankfully. I&#8217;ve lived in two other countries and explored several more. Thanks, again, Jack, for helping me remember my wonderful life.</p>
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