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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>KnowHR Blog - Latest Comments in The Boys of Summer Are Gone</title><link>http://knowhr.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://knowhr.disqus.com/the_boys_of_summer_are_gone/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 12:22:21 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: The Boys of Summer Are Gone</title><link>http://www.knowhr.com/blog/2008/08/29/the-boys-of-summer-are-gone/#comment-1912990</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Hey Frank, thanks for the reminder!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The musical choice is appreciated though&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Lance</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 12:22:21 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: The Boys of Summer Are Gone</title><link>http://www.knowhr.com/blog/2008/08/29/the-boys-of-summer-are-gone/#comment-1911462</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Ron, that sounds like a great way to grow up. Three months in a mountain cabin? Wow...I could go for that myself right now! My guys have had the summer off, and there's some grumbling about school starting on Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do get a funny little pang about summer ending. I had so many ideas and didn't get around to enough of them. And if fall would only be followed by spring. The older I get, the more unappealing winter becomes for me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Frank</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 11:02:26 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: The Boys of Summer Are Gone</title><link>http://www.knowhr.com/blog/2008/08/29/the-boys-of-summer-are-gone/#comment-1911384</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Because this weekend always meant that summer was over, I always hated it.  I miss those carefree days of summer to this day.  My dad was a teacher and we had 3 months off at our cabin in the Santa Cruz mountains.  I feel sorry for kids today in California who have different schedules and don't get the summer off.  Summer meant, "No more classes, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was never the same after I grew up and entered the world of work.  My mini-vacations have never been that carefree (especially when I take my cell phone with me). Frank, your grunt of "ugh" about winter coming mirrors my feeling exactly.    &lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Ron Ulrici</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 10:58:00 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: The Boys of Summer Are Gone</title><link>http://www.knowhr.com/blog/2008/08/29/the-boys-of-summer-are-gone/#comment-1911232</link><description>&lt;p&gt;It's one of my all-time favorite songs...and it's the soundtrack I hear every summer at this time...it's over, and now it's on to fall....and winter (ugh).&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Frank</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 10:46:59 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: The Boys of Summer Are Gone</title><link>http://www.knowhr.com/blog/2008/08/29/the-boys-of-summer-are-gone/#comment-1910811</link><description>&lt;p&gt;I love this song. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">HR Minion</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 10:14:20 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>