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	<title>Comments on: Dorothy Diane Fox, In Memory</title>
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	<description>Published by Christopher Fox</description>
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		<title>By: Blair</title>
		<link>http://revengeofthegamer.com/2009/12/18/dorothy-diane-fox-in-memory/#comment-126</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 03:45:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Holy shit, dude.

You have my condolences.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Holy shit, dude.</p>
<p>You have my condolences.</p>
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		<title>By: Bug's Mommy</title>
		<link>http://revengeofthegamer.com/2009/12/18/dorothy-diane-fox-in-memory/#comment-125</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 05:04:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My arms aren&#039;t long enough to hug you,so a mental hug will have to suffice. You&#039;re words are very endearing towards D.D and obviously written with a heavy heart! What a wonderful tribute to her and a great way to tell the world a little about D.D. 

I do remember talking to D.D on the phone, she loved me instantly and was quick to tell me how lucky you were to have me in your life, of course I agreed with her! Though I never saw her smile I did hear her laugh that was vibrant and loud, one of those laughs that was contagious. Remember the Christmas presents she sent? She so badly wanted to give us gifts that first Christmas after you reconnected with her that she sent items she had around the house, that was her natural mother side showing in subtle ways. Even through all of the other issues she had a large heart that she showed me, a virtual stranger, through her kind actions. 

Thanks D.D for giving me one of the greatest gifts I&#039;ve received in my life....Chris who is an amazing brother and uncle. I hope you are smiling looking down on him.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My arms aren&#8217;t long enough to hug you,so a mental hug will have to suffice. You&#8217;re words are very endearing towards D.D and obviously written with a heavy heart! What a wonderful tribute to her and a great way to tell the world a little about D.D. </p>
<p>I do remember talking to D.D on the phone, she loved me instantly and was quick to tell me how lucky you were to have me in your life, of course I agreed with her! Though I never saw her smile I did hear her laugh that was vibrant and loud, one of those laughs that was contagious. Remember the Christmas presents she sent? She so badly wanted to give us gifts that first Christmas after you reconnected with her that she sent items she had around the house, that was her natural mother side showing in subtle ways. Even through all of the other issues she had a large heart that she showed me, a virtual stranger, through her kind actions. </p>
<p>Thanks D.D for giving me one of the greatest gifts I&#8217;ve received in my life&#8230;.Chris who is an amazing brother and uncle. I hope you are smiling looking down on him.</p>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
		<link>http://revengeofthegamer.com/2009/12/18/dorothy-diane-fox-in-memory/#comment-121</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 01:19:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think everyone has scars from their past, but my childhood is still an amazing part of my life.  I have far more good memories than bad.

I remember sitting on the bumper of my mother&#039;s old chevy in the summer of 1980.  The sun hadn&#039;t quite gone down and it filled the world with a golden glow.  It was one of those magical summer nights that seems to stretch on forever.

We&#039;d gone to the drive in for the half dozenth time to see Empire Strike&#039;s back, but on this particular evening it was sold out.  We saw The Muppett&#039;s movie instead, or we tried to anyway.  It wasn&#039;t possible because we could see the screen Empire Strike&#039;s back was playing on.  

So we climbed out of the car and sat on the back bumper.  We watched Empire Strikes back with no sound, but it didn&#039;t matter because we&#039;d seen it enough to fill in the dialogue.  Brian and I made the sound effects ourselves, and before long mom had joined in too.

I was four years old in 1980.  I remember seeing the world from a much different angle.  People towered over me, and everything was new and exciting.  I remember feeling warm and happy and loved when I looked at my mother.  She smiled at me and something went warm and melty in my chest.

That&#039;s how I want to remember my Mom.  The other stuff is unimportant.  I&#039;ll always love you mom.

Thanks for posting Leash.  I really appreciate your words, they help more than you know. *hugs*]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think everyone has scars from their past, but my childhood is still an amazing part of my life.  I have far more good memories than bad.</p>
<p>I remember sitting on the bumper of my mother&#8217;s old chevy in the summer of 1980.  The sun hadn&#8217;t quite gone down and it filled the world with a golden glow.  It was one of those magical summer nights that seems to stretch on forever.</p>
<p>We&#8217;d gone to the drive in for the half dozenth time to see Empire Strike&#8217;s back, but on this particular evening it was sold out.  We saw The Muppett&#8217;s movie instead, or we tried to anyway.  It wasn&#8217;t possible because we could see the screen Empire Strike&#8217;s back was playing on.  </p>
<p>So we climbed out of the car and sat on the back bumper.  We watched Empire Strikes back with no sound, but it didn&#8217;t matter because we&#8217;d seen it enough to fill in the dialogue.  Brian and I made the sound effects ourselves, and before long mom had joined in too.</p>
<p>I was four years old in 1980.  I remember seeing the world from a much different angle.  People towered over me, and everything was new and exciting.  I remember feeling warm and happy and loved when I looked at my mother.  She smiled at me and something went warm and melty in my chest.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s how I want to remember my Mom.  The other stuff is unimportant.  I&#8217;ll always love you mom.</p>
<p>Thanks for posting Leash.  I really appreciate your words, they help more than you know. *hugs*</p>
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		<title>By: Leash</title>
		<link>http://revengeofthegamer.com/2009/12/18/dorothy-diane-fox-in-memory/#comment-119</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Leash]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 00:49:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Beautiful, affecting, sharp writing. To others, this article may seem almost otherworldy...looking in on your childhood, catching a glimpse of what you&#039;ve had to endure causes me to respect your strength even more than I already do. As you know, I always heard just the one side of this situation (Dad&#039;s). I&#039;ve heard a bit here and there from you. But this perspective was very meaningful to me. I understand things a little more. Thank you for sharing this. 

I&#039;m so sorry for what you and Brian had to go through as innocent children. On the otherhand, I&#039;m so glad that our lives came together in the end, and that I&#039;ve been part of your life. I love you big brother and am sorry for your loss.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful, affecting, sharp writing. To others, this article may seem almost otherworldy&#8230;looking in on your childhood, catching a glimpse of what you&#8217;ve had to endure causes me to respect your strength even more than I already do. As you know, I always heard just the one side of this situation (Dad&#8217;s). I&#8217;ve heard a bit here and there from you. But this perspective was very meaningful to me. I understand things a little more. Thank you for sharing this. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m so sorry for what you and Brian had to go through as innocent children. On the otherhand, I&#8217;m so glad that our lives came together in the end, and that I&#8217;ve been part of your life. I love you big brother and am sorry for your loss.</p>
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