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	<description>In Loving Memory of Tommy Botell</description>
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		<title>By: Daddy</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-15588</link>
		<dc:creator>Daddy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2011 17:37:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Merry Christmas Tommy. I miss you. I love you.
Daddy</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Merry Christmas Tommy. I miss you. I love you.<br />
Daddy</p>
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		<title>By: Michael Jones</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-2136</link>
		<dc:creator>Michael Jones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 17:16:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On this day last year I flew back to England from San Fracisco with some of the best memories of my life.

Three days later I received one of the worst pieces of news I have ever heard in my life.

In three days time I will grieve for an amazing young man who lost his life so tragically.

But the wonderfull memories I have of Tommy will live in my heart forever.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On this day last year I flew back to England from San Fracisco with some of the best memories of my life.</p>
<p>Three days later I received one of the worst pieces of news I have ever heard in my life.</p>
<p>In three days time I will grieve for an amazing young man who lost his life so tragically.</p>
<p>But the wonderfull memories I have of Tommy will live in my heart forever.</p>
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		<title>By: Elisabetta Bianchi</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-781</link>
		<dc:creator>Elisabetta Bianchi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 18:58:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>No need to thank me - it was the least I could do. All my best wishes to you. Take care, Elisabetta</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No need to thank me &#8211; it was the least I could do. All my best wishes to you. Take care, Elisabetta</p>
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		<title>By: brittany botell</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-485</link>
		<dc:creator>brittany botell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 20:31:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you so much for walking me down. I think you did as much as you could and we are so thankful for what you did.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you so much for walking me down. I think you did as much as you could and we are so thankful for what you did.</p>
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		<title>By: Elisabetta Bianchi</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-474</link>
		<dc:creator>Elisabetta Bianchi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 16:34:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Botells family,

I am the woman who walked down Lassen Peak with Brittany, the day of the accident.
My husband stayed on the mountain, trying to keep people from walking over you on the damaged trail. We both felt very impotent and wished we could have done more.
I have often thought of you since. I just wanted to say that I was very impressed with
Brittany: she was such a brave little person! I’m sure she will grow up to be a wonderful woman.
Our thoughts are with you all. Best wishes for peace in the New Year.

Elisabetta Bianchi
Issy les Moulineaux
France</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Botells family,</p>
<p>I am the woman who walked down Lassen Peak with Brittany, the day of the accident.<br />
My husband stayed on the mountain, trying to keep people from walking over you on the damaged trail. We both felt very impotent and wished we could have done more.<br />
I have often thought of you since. I just wanted to say that I was very impressed with<br />
Brittany: she was such a brave little person! I’m sure she will grow up to be a wonderful woman.<br />
Our thoughts are with you all. Best wishes for peace in the New Year.</p>
<p>Elisabetta Bianchi<br />
Issy les Moulineaux<br />
France</p>
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		<title>By: Jason and Bianca Williams</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-470</link>
		<dc:creator>Jason and Bianca Williams</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 17:40:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tommy,
What&#039;s it like up there I wonder. I can only imagine how beautiful it is to be in the presence of our father. You have paved a way for God to work his magic, and you have shown Noah how to be strong. He is reading his bible every day, and you would be so proud of him as a friend. Your goodness is being recognized every day, and building strength in those who you held so dear. I know now, after seeing my son in awe of God&#039;s power that you are so very happy. How blessed we are to have known you, and that through your life we have become better people. Sing with the angels, and dance for joy. We will meet again someday, with new bodies, and live forever in peace. We love and miss you, but even a glimpse was enough to know how happy you are, and I couldn&#039;t ask more from God. Shalom dear friend.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tommy,<br />
What&#8217;s it like up there I wonder. I can only imagine how beautiful it is to be in the presence of our father. You have paved a way for God to work his magic, and you have shown Noah how to be strong. He is reading his bible every day, and you would be so proud of him as a friend. Your goodness is being recognized every day, and building strength in those who you held so dear. I know now, after seeing my son in awe of God&#8217;s power that you are so very happy. How blessed we are to have known you, and that through your life we have become better people. Sing with the angels, and dance for joy. We will meet again someday, with new bodies, and live forever in peace. We love and miss you, but even a glimpse was enough to know how happy you are, and I couldn&#8217;t ask more from God. Shalom dear friend.</p>
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		<title>By: Daddy</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-446</link>
		<dc:creator>Daddy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 03:08:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tommy, it&#039;s not fair that you&#039;re not here with us. This horrible thing that happened to you was wrong and should have never happend to such a nice boy. I don&#039;t think I will ever understand why. No, I will never understand why. I love you very much and I think about you every day.
Daddy-Poo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tommy, it&#8217;s not fair that you&#8217;re not here with us. This horrible thing that happened to you was wrong and should have never happend to such a nice boy. I don&#8217;t think I will ever understand why. No, I will never understand why. I love you very much and I think about you every day.<br />
Daddy-Poo</p>
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		<title>By: Grandma Carolyn</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-425</link>
		<dc:creator>Grandma Carolyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 12:26:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tommy, I miss you, I love you, I cannot imagine a &quot;New Year&quot; without you. While I was in England, your cousin Allister, bless his heart, called me Grandma a few times, thats a first, I think he did it for you, there you go again bringing out the best in others! Al is growing up to be a fine young man, as I know you would have done too. The next time you 2 would have met would have been at your Great Grandpa Tom&#039;s 100th birthday, which is now only 3 years away. Tommy, when you do finally see your Great Grandpa Tom, take care of him, okay? I know he can be a bit of a curmudgeon (look it up, do they have a dictionary there?) but he does have a heart which I know that you will be able to reach. Thanks! Love, G-Ma Carolyn.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tommy, I miss you, I love you, I cannot imagine a &#8220;New Year&#8221; without you. While I was in England, your cousin Allister, bless his heart, called me Grandma a few times, thats a first, I think he did it for you, there you go again bringing out the best in others! Al is growing up to be a fine young man, as I know you would have done too. The next time you 2 would have met would have been at your Great Grandpa Tom&#8217;s 100th birthday, which is now only 3 years away. Tommy, when you do finally see your Great Grandpa Tom, take care of him, okay? I know he can be a bit of a curmudgeon (look it up, do they have a dictionary there?) but he does have a heart which I know that you will be able to reach. Thanks! Love, G-Ma Carolyn.</p>
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		<title>By: Mommy</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-420</link>
		<dc:creator>Mommy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 05:47:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s a New Year. Can&#039;t really say &quot;Happy&quot; New Year but it is a New Year. Miss you, Tommy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s a New Year. Can&#8217;t really say &#8220;Happy&#8221; New Year but it is a New Year. Miss you, Tommy.</p>
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		<title>By: Brittany</title>
		<link>http://www.tommybotell.com/2009/12/173/comment-page-1/#comment-406</link>
		<dc:creator>Brittany</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 03:52:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Tommy
  We got a new puppy that I know you would love. She is calmer than Bear, but she can and will fight back! I know you are happy up there, but I miss you and I want you back. That was the one thing that I didnt get for Christmas. On New Year&#039;s Eve we&#039;re going to a pig roast. My horse charged at one of my friend&#039;s horses and I was riding it. I miss you but we all miss you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Tommy<br />
  We got a new puppy that I know you would love. She is calmer than Bear, but she can and will fight back! I know you are happy up there, but I miss you and I want you back. That was the one thing that I didnt get for Christmas. On New Year&#8217;s Eve we&#8217;re going to a pig roast. My horse charged at one of my friend&#8217;s horses and I was riding it. I miss you but we all miss you.</p>
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