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		<title>By: Jerry Dennis</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jerry Dennis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 13:36:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thanks for sharing this, Pamela. Your mistake was telling people about it! That moment when we realize we&#039;re lost -- it&#039;s disorienting (literally), a bit terrifying, and maybe good for us. Keeps us more alert in the future...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for sharing this, Pamela. Your mistake was telling people about it! That moment when we realize we&#8217;re lost &#8212; it&#8217;s disorienting (literally), a bit terrifying, and maybe good for us. Keeps us more alert in the future&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Pamela Grath</title>
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		<dc:creator>Pamela Grath</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 11:46:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jerry, one winter when my dog was a puppy, we went walking in the snow within a mile of Northport. I wandered intentionally into what is in summer a wetland, eager to photograph the red berries of Michigan holly. Got all turned around and could not follow my footprints back. Lost! Snow too deep to sit down and rest, no kleenex in my pocket for runny nose. My puppy wasn&#039;t worried at all. Eventually we came out somewhere I recognized enough to find my way back to where I&#039;d left the car. People in town could not believe I&#039;d gotten lost -- &quot;In NORTHPORT?&quot; Adventure can be very close to home.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jerry, one winter when my dog was a puppy, we went walking in the snow within a mile of Northport. I wandered intentionally into what is in summer a wetland, eager to photograph the red berries of Michigan holly. Got all turned around and could not follow my footprints back. Lost! Snow too deep to sit down and rest, no kleenex in my pocket for runny nose. My puppy wasn&#8217;t worried at all. Eventually we came out somewhere I recognized enough to find my way back to where I&#8217;d left the car. People in town could not believe I&#8217;d gotten lost &#8212; &#8220;In NORTHPORT?&#8221; Adventure can be very close to home.</p>
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