<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:57:41.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Dad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05706568802839377380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5Vv7q-b3uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gDtW4AkFyLc/S220/105-0590_IMG.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234.post-5040959040145776886</id><published>2008-01-27T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:16:37.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Speeches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_80Lk91vjCOM/R506lv1A6PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DC1715PyCSs/s1600-h/scan0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160345168204851442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_80Lk91vjCOM/R506lv1A6PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DC1715PyCSs/s320/scan0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember some of the speeches dad would give at the various special occassions. Here is a picture of Dad giving LaVon and I one of these the day we got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sure he is finding a way to tease us about one thing or another as he often did to us especially LaVon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303685287775964234-5040959040145776886?l=aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/5040959040145776886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303685287775964234&amp;postID=5040959040145776886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/5040959040145776886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/5040959040145776886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/2008/01/dads-speeches.html' title='Dad&apos;s Speeches'/><author><name>smiller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466189291884048500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_80Lk91vjCOM/R506lv1A6PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DC1715PyCSs/s72-c/scan0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234.post-7225635498777552525</id><published>2008-01-22T16:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:12:45.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindred spirits</title><content type='html'>I remember the first time I met Aaron. I had only been on 1 or 2 dates with Steve. The minute I saw Aaron, I connected with him. It was as if I had always known him and my spirit had recognized him (I can only think of one other time when I felt this way about someone, the minute I met them). I knew right there and then that this was a person I'd get along with. That was definitely the case. There was more than one occasion when I called upon my father-in-law for advice. I'll never forget that instant connection that I had with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303685287775964234-7225635498777552525?l=aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/7225635498777552525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303685287775964234&amp;postID=7225635498777552525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/7225635498777552525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/7225635498777552525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/2008/01/kindred-spirits.html' title='Kindred spirits'/><author><name>Heather</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X3l1EEgIxfs/R5kv2NFZoHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cP7yo8_LHKA/S220/familyphotos+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234.post-8007420202371890555</id><published>2008-01-21T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:40:43.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember</title><content type='html'>I also remember that night we saw the northern stars.  Another memory I have is when Dad took Steve and I canoeing and fishing in a reservoir East of the Watsatch front.  I can not remember the name but I remember having a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303685287775964234-8007420202371890555?l=aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8007420202371890555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303685287775964234&amp;postID=8007420202371890555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/8007420202371890555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/8007420202371890555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-remember.html' title='I remember'/><author><name>smiller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466189291884048500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234.post-3742099455161541922</id><published>2008-01-21T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:27:29.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5VwPK-b3wI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EzJCgy8Atro/s1600-h/105-0585_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158152354169347842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5VwPK-b3wI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EzJCgy8Atro/s320/105-0585_IMG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture from a fishing trip that me dad and my father-in-law roger went on.  Dad almost caught his limit that day.  It was over the 4th of July weekend and me and heather had driven up from Utah for the festivities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303685287775964234-3742099455161541922?l=aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/3742099455161541922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303685287775964234&amp;postID=3742099455161541922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/3742099455161541922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/3742099455161541922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-is-picture-from-fishing-trip-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05706568802839377380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5Vv7q-b3uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gDtW4AkFyLc/S220/105-0590_IMG.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5VwPK-b3wI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EzJCgy8Atro/s72-c/105-0585_IMG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234.post-3642854209153190124</id><published>2008-01-21T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:19:28.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a good memory</title><content type='html'>This one time we went up 2 harvest fire wood and we stayed overnight and slept out under the starts in that old tarp of dads.  That night we got to see the northern lights.  Dad said that this would probably be a once in a lifetime event too see.  Those times that I got too go with dad too harvest fire wood were a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303685287775964234-3642854209153190124?l=aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/3642854209153190124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303685287775964234&amp;postID=3642854209153190124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/3642854209153190124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/3642854209153190124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/2008/01/heres-good-memory.html' title='Here&apos;s a good memory'/><author><name>Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05706568802839377380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5Vv7q-b3uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gDtW4AkFyLc/S220/105-0590_IMG.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303685287775964234.post-4759237760466805622</id><published>2008-01-21T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:18:31.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning...</title><content type='html'>So, this is a place where we can all share our memories of dad.  We're hoping that everyone, including the grandkids, will share their memories.  Feel free to write whatever and whenever you desire.  We'll also keep a hard copy.  Thanks for joining us in our reminscing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303685287775964234-4759237760466805622?l=aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/4759237760466805622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303685287775964234&amp;postID=4759237760466805622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/4759237760466805622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303685287775964234/posts/default/4759237760466805622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaroncharlesmiller.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning...'/><author><name>Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05706568802839377380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q9aTy-_xuUg/R5Vv7q-b3uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gDtW4AkFyLc/S220/105-0590_IMG.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
