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	<title>Comments on: 1995:  Home on Shingle Mill Creek, Vashon Island, for Sale by Owner</title>
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		<title>by: Patricia Ann Pedersen</title>
		<link>https://www.davidharringtoncampbell.com/home-on-shingle-mill-creek-vashon-island-for-sale-by-owner#comment-103722</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2018 03:33:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I meant to say..the photographs by Luke!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I meant to say..the photographs by Luke!
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		<title>by: Patricia Ann Pedersen</title>
		<link>https://www.davidharringtoncampbell.com/home-on-shingle-mill-creek-vashon-island-for-sale-by-owner#comment-103721</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2018 03:32:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I had the wonderful good fortune to be friends with David and Luke when they lived in the house on Shingle Creek Road.  I was familiar with many unique places on the island, which were often a reflection of the artistic and visionary people who chose to live on Vashon.  But:  the place they lived was magical, maybe haunted, and hidden so well that every time I visited it seemed I'd found a treasure:  the cedar hot tub beneath a canopy of magnificent fir trees and stars...the studio where we laughed, struggled, and wrote words we hoped would last, and the house where we juiced, played cards, ate, laughed...memories that changed and chained us to the past and future.  The words we wrote, the photographs that documented the joys and life lived there...capturing in pictures the cats who had a network that tracked the way to a safe haven:  hidden in the snow, Zelda and Scott, and the literary luminaries that followed:  Ernest, Lillian HIllman...Well...let David continue this story!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had the wonderful good fortune to be friends with David and Luke when they lived in the house on Shingle Creek Road.  I was familiar with many unique places on the island, which were often a reflection of the artistic and visionary people who chose to live on Vashon.  But:  the place they lived was magical, maybe haunted, and hidden so well that every time I visited it seemed I&#8217;d found a treasure:  the cedar hot tub beneath a canopy of magnificent fir trees and stars&#8230;the studio where we laughed, struggled, and wrote words we hoped would last, and the house where we juiced, played cards, ate, laughed&#8230;memories that changed and chained us to the past and future.  The words we wrote, the photographs that documented the joys and life lived there&#8230;capturing in pictures the cats who had a network that tracked the way to a safe haven:  hidden in the snow, Zelda and Scott, and the literary luminaries that followed:  Ernest, Lillian HIllman&#8230;Well&#8230;let David continue this story!
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