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	<title>Comments on: Chocolate Milk Origins</title>
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		<title>By: Merrie Lee Reese</title>
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		<dc:creator>Merrie Lee Reese</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 May 2010 19:34:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In the 40&#039;s and early 50&#039;s there was Beebe&#039;s Cattle Auction on Military trail just south of where Gun Club Road is now.   My Grandmother was the cook for the &quot;snack bar&quot;.  She would bring in several types of pies and sometimes a cake to sell along with the cold drinks and hot coffee.  Instead of making hamburger patties, she would cook up a large pot of hamburger  meat with chopped onion and some salt and pepper.  It would simmer on the back burner, and when someone wanted a &quot;burger&quot;, they got a spoonful of the burger mix on a bun, and then they added their condiments. 
It was a treat for the cousins to take turns being her helper on a Saturday afternoon.  Our &quot;pay&quot; was a burger and a Nehi and the chance to sit on the fence and watch the cows go through the dipping trough.   Ah, the joys of growing up in suburban WPB.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the 40&#8242;s and early 50&#8242;s there was Beebe&#8217;s Cattle Auction on Military trail just south of where Gun Club Road is now.   My Grandmother was the cook for the &#8220;snack bar&#8221;.  She would bring in several types of pies and sometimes a cake to sell along with the cold drinks and hot coffee.  Instead of making hamburger patties, she would cook up a large pot of hamburger  meat with chopped onion and some salt and pepper.  It would simmer on the back burner, and when someone wanted a &#8220;burger&#8221;, they got a spoonful of the burger mix on a bun, and then they added their condiments.<br />
It was a treat for the cousins to take turns being her helper on a Saturday afternoon.  Our &#8220;pay&#8221; was a burger and a Nehi and the chance to sit on the fence and watch the cows go through the dipping trough.   Ah, the joys of growing up in suburban WPB.</p>
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		<title>By: Jan Norris</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jan Norris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My mom and dad gave my sister, Nancy Harrelson Weatherford, and I the best childhoods you can possibly imagine.  We were very rich -- in family. Not so much in money, though we never wanted for a thing.
My cousins in Pensacola, Panama City, Pace, Atlanta and Jackson all agree we really had it just great. 
We could have been a family TV show if my dad had worn a suit and tie like Ward Cleaver or Ozzie Nelson! But he was a painting contractor, and wore ties pretty much only for &quot;marryin&#039; and buryin&#039; &quot; -- as my friend Ken Steinhoff says. (That&#039;s as often as Steinie wears them, too -- if then.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My mom and dad gave my sister, Nancy Harrelson Weatherford, and I the best childhoods you can possibly imagine.  We were very rich &#8212; in family. Not so much in money, though we never wanted for a thing.<br />
My cousins in Pensacola, Panama City, Pace, Atlanta and Jackson all agree we really had it just great.<br />
We could have been a family TV show if my dad had worn a suit and tie like Ward Cleaver or Ozzie Nelson! But he was a painting contractor, and wore ties pretty much only for &#8220;marryin&#8217; and buryin&#8217; &#8221; &#8212; as my friend Ken Steinhoff says. (That&#8217;s as often as Steinie wears them, too &#8212; if then.)</p>
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		<title>By: Ben</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ben</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 13:21:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a neat story -- I think all of us from small Southern towns have somewhat similar versions.

I had a friend growing up who put sugar in his chocolate milk!  Although I like things sweet, this was over the top.   

Sometimes I think the years past that included fishing trips in the Everglades and tubing on the ice cold natural springs of North Florida were the best.   No tv, no internet, just good clean fun surrounded by friends and family.   How blessed we are to have had such fun.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a neat story &#8212; I think all of us from small Southern towns have somewhat similar versions.</p>
<p>I had a friend growing up who put sugar in his chocolate milk!  Although I like things sweet, this was over the top.   </p>
<p>Sometimes I think the years past that included fishing trips in the Everglades and tubing on the ice cold natural springs of North Florida were the best.   No tv, no internet, just good clean fun surrounded by friends and family.   How blessed we are to have had such fun.</p>
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