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	<title>Comments on: In Memory of Richard &#8220;Ricky&#8221; Powell</title>
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		<title>By: John Anderson</title>
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		<dc:creator>John Anderson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 19:27:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ricky was always friendly and loved to visit. I had the pleasure of meeting him at Industries Inc. He rode with me times when Marshal was on vacation. He was a good guy!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ricky was always friendly and loved to visit. I had the pleasure of meeting him at Industries Inc. He rode with me times when Marshal was on vacation. He was a good guy!</p>
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		<title>By: Jane Blanco</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jane Blanco</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Feb 2010 01:13:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To Ricky’s Family,

I’m sure like you, I can’t imagine a world without Ricky.  Growing up with him, I was very lucky to have his sweet, cheerful and kind presence always there.  He was always so genuinely happy to see everyone and quick to smile.  At Lake Sylvia, he made friends with everyone and kept the neighbors up on all the news.  Everyone that knew him loved him and realized what a special individual he was.  

I will never forget all our summers together; the trip our families took to Arkansas; the annual trek to the State Fair; the trips in Maysel’s Nash Rambler to Ham Lake and the Pig Pen; the weekend poker games where Ricky and I got to watch all the action; snowmobiling with Ricky driving and my basset hound and me riding behind; and those final years with Warren and Maysel when he became a care giver and life support. 

While Ricky had his challenges, he also had special gifts that defined his very essence.  With Ricky, what you saw was who he was and knowing him made my life so much richer.

My love and heartfelt sympathy,

Janie</description>
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<p>I’m sure like you, I can’t imagine a world without Ricky.  Growing up with him, I was very lucky to have his sweet, cheerful and kind presence always there.  He was always so genuinely happy to see everyone and quick to smile.  At Lake Sylvia, he made friends with everyone and kept the neighbors up on all the news.  Everyone that knew him loved him and realized what a special individual he was.  </p>
<p>I will never forget all our summers together; the trip our families took to Arkansas; the annual trek to the State Fair; the trips in Maysel’s Nash Rambler to Ham Lake and the Pig Pen; the weekend poker games where Ricky and I got to watch all the action; snowmobiling with Ricky driving and my basset hound and me riding behind; and those final years with Warren and Maysel when he became a care giver and life support. </p>
<p>While Ricky had his challenges, he also had special gifts that defined his very essence.  With Ricky, what you saw was who he was and knowing him made my life so much richer.</p>
<p>My love and heartfelt sympathy,</p>
<p>Janie</p>
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		<title>By: Betsy Vincent</title>
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		<dc:creator>Betsy Vincent</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 05:31:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To Ricky&#039;s Family,

I first met Ricky, as the man who walked everyday down the dirt road by my home, and who visited (stayed) next door occasionally. He was always smiling! My children came to know him also, and as did my husband. Is that your car? Was that your kid on the four-wheeler?  And he was really excited to talk about wrestling, and about his nephew &quot;Ross&quot; who was a wrestler up at CIHS. He eventually knew my boys by name over the last couple of years, and we would see him at wrestling meets sometimes with Merry. 

It has been a privelege and an honour to have known Ricky, and he has truly enriched my life and the lives of my children, with his warm and wonderful smile. Ricky was unconditional, like a child, and I know where he is, in Jesus&#039;s loving arms.

&quot;Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven.&quot; Mt 19:14

Peace,

Betsy Vincent</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To Ricky&#8217;s Family,</p>
<p>I first met Ricky, as the man who walked everyday down the dirt road by my home, and who visited (stayed) next door occasionally. He was always smiling! My children came to know him also, and as did my husband. Is that your car? Was that your kid on the four-wheeler?  And he was really excited to talk about wrestling, and about his nephew &#8220;Ross&#8221; who was a wrestler up at CIHS. He eventually knew my boys by name over the last couple of years, and we would see him at wrestling meets sometimes with Merry. </p>
<p>It has been a privelege and an honour to have known Ricky, and he has truly enriched my life and the lives of my children, with his warm and wonderful smile. Ricky was unconditional, like a child, and I know where he is, in Jesus&#8217;s loving arms.</p>
<p>&#8220;Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven.&#8221; Mt 19:14</p>
<p>Peace,</p>
<p>Betsy Vincent</p>
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