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	<title>Comments on: Tuesday, May 4, 1954: Caught in a mixer</title>
	<link>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236</link>
	<description>Minnesota history at your fingertips</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 10:12:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Carol Dustin</title>
		<link>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236#comment-6699</link>
		<dc:creator>Carol Dustin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 11:51:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This really hits home with me! I lived on the same block, and "Robby" Sandgren was my best friend for many years! I remember when this incident happened. Around the same time, my brother had to be rescued when he used a big cardboard trash barrel as a place to hide during hide &#38; seek, and he got stuck inside it! The fire department cut him out of it. It's quite possible that the fact we had a local fireman (Ralph Linderholm) living on our block may have made folks more inclined to call for help? Robby, if you read this, contact me at Classmates.com please!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This really hits home with me! I lived on the same block, and &#8220;Robby&#8221; Sandgren was my best friend for many years! I remember when this incident happened. Around the same time, my brother had to be rescued when he used a big cardboard trash barrel as a place to hide during hide &amp; seek, and he got stuck inside it! The fire department cut him out of it. It&#8217;s quite possible that the fact we had a local fireman (Ralph Linderholm) living on our block may have made folks more inclined to call for help? Robby, if you read this, contact me at Classmates.com please!</p>
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		<title>By: mary</title>
		<link>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236#comment-2057</link>
		<dc:creator>mary</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 18:41:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I ate taro ant poison when I was 1.5,got my arm caught in the beaters at age 4 and graduated from UW-Stout with a degree in Home Ecoomics.  Yes,I think it is a pattern.  Nice story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I ate taro ant poison when I was 1.5,got my arm caught in the beaters at age 4 and graduated from UW-Stout with a degree in Home Ecoomics.  Yes,I think it is a pattern.  Nice story.</p>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
		<link>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236#comment-2048</link>
		<dc:creator>Chris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 15:09:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236#comment-2048</guid>
		<description>Good job tracking down the mother and the girl in the original story.  I find it interesting that they remember little about this incident.  If it had happened to me or my child, I would have remembered it vividly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good job tracking down the mother and the girl in the original story.  I find it interesting that they remember little about this incident.  If it had happened to me or my child, I would have remembered it vividly.</p>
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		<title>By: Pamela</title>
		<link>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236#comment-2047</link>
		<dc:creator>Pamela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 13:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blogs2.startribune.com/blogs/oldnews/archives/236#comment-2047</guid>
		<description>I laughed when I read this story, as it could have been about me! I'm a few years younger than Roberta and lived in rural Minnesota but, at about the same age, I too was standing on a chair watching the cake mix go round and round, with my long hair hanging where it shouldn't have been, and it got tangled up in the beaters. I don't remember how mom got me separated from the beaters, but some hair was pulled out of my scalp. Mom took me to the local doctor who said not to worry, that it would grow back. It did. I too, graduated from the U of M with a home economics education degree. Is there a pattern here?!?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I laughed when I read this story, as it could have been about me! I&#8217;m a few years younger than Roberta and lived in rural Minnesota but, at about the same age, I too was standing on a chair watching the cake mix go round and round, with my long hair hanging where it shouldn&#8217;t have been, and it got tangled up in the beaters. I don&#8217;t remember how mom got me separated from the beaters, but some hair was pulled out of my scalp. Mom took me to the local doctor who said not to worry, that it would grow back. It did. I too, graduated from the U of M with a home economics education degree. Is there a pattern here?!?</p>
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