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		<title>Patricia</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 15:00:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Laura R</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Patricia was sitting at a table in the mall watching people. At times she was openly staring at the people who walked by her table.  As someone who also enjoys people watching, I knew she would be perfect to write in my journal. She seemed slightly suspicious and didn&#8217;t want herself identified except for her [...]]]></description>
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<p>Patricia was sitting at a table in the mall watching people. At times she was openly staring at the people who walked by her table.  As someone who also enjoys people watching, I knew she would be perfect to write in my journal. She seemed slightly suspicious and didn&#8217;t want herself identified except for her first name. After writing a note, we talked for a small time and I gave her directions to pick up her grandson.</p>
<p><em>My name is Patricia and i am 75 years old. I&#8217;ve never been to this mall before but I have to kill three hours. I had to drop my grandson off at a drug ed. class and visitors are not allowed. He is a good kid as all Grandmothers say. I do not live in Gastonia so I am nervous about finding my way back. A very polite young lady asked me to write a note-God bless her. </em></p>
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		<title>Santa Claus</title>
		<link>http://www.writeinmyjournal.com/2008/08/07/santa-claus/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 03:25:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Write In My Journal</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was walking to work from the train late last month when who before my wondering eyes should appear? But Santa&#8230;in a carriage&#8230;in July&#8230;in downtown Salt Lake. Naturally I approached him and asked what the jolly old elf was doing so far south this time of year. Santa was in town for a Christmas in [...]]]></description>
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<p>I was walking to work from the train late last month when who before my wondering eyes should appear? But Santa&#8230;in a carriage&#8230;in July&#8230;in downtown Salt Lake. Naturally I approached him and asked what the jolly old elf was doing so far south this time of year.</p>
<p>Santa was in town for a Christmas in July event at a nearby homeless shelter and was waiting for Mrs. Claus to show up (she was running quite late). If I remember correctly, he had been bringing cheer to those in the shelter for two years (this was his third). The event was sponsored by the Salt Lake Board of Realtors.</p>
<p>I asked Santa if he&#8217;d write in my journal and he was more than happy to. I was impressed with his composure &#8211; despite being in his full wardrobe, Santa dealt with the hot July heat very well. Not something I&#8217;d expect from someone who lives in the Arctic 364 days a year.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s nice to know that Santa is still out and about doing good and trying to bring comfort to people who are in need of comfort and cheer &#8211; regardless of the time of year. There&#8217;s a lesson to be learned from his example.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s what he had to say:</p>
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<p>&#8220;Santa in July</p>
<p>I love it any time of year. Today is for the homeless shelter which is great for me. I have been doing this for 15 years. It&#8217;s been great with (?) many fun experiences. You&#8217;ve got to love people, especially the kids. They are so fun to be around. I love it.</p>
<p>Santa&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Jim Light</title>
		<link>http://www.writeinmyjournal.com/2008/06/29/jim-light/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 02:50:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Write In My Journal</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Forest ranger]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Hiking]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[This weekend my wife, son and I went on a hike around Silver Lake in Big Cottonwood Canyon. Just as we started on the trail heading around the lake we met Jim, a forest ranger. Jim is an older gentleman and was wearing a forest ranger uniform, sunglasses, a straw hat and a neatly trimmed [...]]]></description>
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<p>This weekend my wife, son and I went on a hike around Silver Lake in Big Cottonwood Canyon. Just as we started on the trail heading around the lake we met Jim, a forest ranger.</p>
<p>Jim is an older gentleman and was wearing a forest ranger uniform, sunglasses, a straw hat and a neatly trimmed goatee. He was quick to say hello and ask how we were doing. We chatted for a bit and then continued walking. After we made the loop we caught up with Jim when I explained my project and asked if he&#8217;d write in my journal. He agreed.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Jim is the kind of guy who&#8217;s been around a while and seems to know everybody. After six years of working as a naturalist he seems quite at home at the ranger station and has a big leather office chair tucked in near a window where I watched him sit back to eat his brown bag lunch and write. Jim&#8217;s a popular guy &#8211; he could barely get a line down without someone coming up to talk to him.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">&#8220;Jim is my friend,&#8221; a man from Hong Kong explained in a thick Chinese accent. This friend of Jim&#8217;s had a question about a particular kind of tree he&#8217;d seen while hiking (aspen) and Jim was quick to get to his feet to find a book to explain the finer points of the trees.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">I think a half dozen or so people approached Jim to chat while I was waiting for him to finish his entry. He was friendly and patient with all of them &#8211; a testament to his good nature. Here&#8217;s what he wrote:</p>
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<p>&#8220;Jim Light, Silver Lake</p>
<p>In the summer I work at Silver Lake in Big Cottonwood Canyon as a naturalist. This has been the best job that I ever had!!</p>
<p>My wife and I owned the <a href="http://www.silverforklodge.com/">Silver Fork Lodge</a> for 35 years. During that time we raised our two sons &#8211; when they were old enough to go out on their own we sold the lodge and bought a house in the Silver Fork Community which we still live in.</p>
<p>Our sons are grown now. Luther lives in New Mexico, Ruidoso. His wife is a veterinarian and he takes care of the house and their 7 month-old son. He is also building a garage and workshop and plans on building a new house in the future out of earth blocks which he makes himself.</p>
<p>Our other son lives in Portland, Oregon. His wife is expecting their first child in the near future.&#8221;</p>
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