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(11/21/2006) We stopped at the Flight 93 memorial. It's very personal, as you can see.
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(11/21/2006) Flight 93 certainly crashed in the middle of nowhere. It's windy, cold and serene in Shanksville. Pennsylvania is a beautiful place in the fall, and it was nice to get out of the city and see some of it.
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(11/21/2006) Hooray for us!
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(11/21/2006) A closer examination of the various trinkets decorating the memorial reveals that this was my kind of guy. I hope he went down stomping a terrorist and enjoying a complimentary drink from the food-service cart.
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(11/21/2006) Mike's homemade DDR rig was great fun!
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(11/24/2006) Adam, Garret, Jon and I went to the Gingerbread Man in Carlisle for lunch--we mourn the loss of Mandy's, the awesome, fun, un-pretentious coffee shop that used to be across from the courthouse. Now it's a coffee shop for suits.
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(11/24/2006) Holy crap! It's Elvis! Or... an Elvis impersonator... or... Dave! He's the man, for sure, and feels more at home on the stage than in a parking garage in Harrisburg. Everywhere we went, people wanted a picture with Elvis!
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(11/24/2006) The reunion was OK. The best part was running into Sneha, a girl I've known since kindergarten. She works for Merrill Lynch now, and is awesome.
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(11/25/2006) After the reunion, we went to second street and watched Nate's boss's funk band play (their singer was hot!) On the way back, I ran into Sean, who was on the programming team at Shippensburg. What a coincidence! Here he is with the man himself.
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(11/25/2006) Nate was hungry for some venison.
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