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		By: Patrick Turner		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[These stories are such a fascinating glimpse into what hop picking was really like. I love how everyone remembers it so differently, from the hard work and crowded huts to the friendships and little moments that made it memorable. The story about the green hair from the hops made me laugh, too!
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These stories are such a fascinating glimpse into what hop picking was really like. I love how everyone remembers it so differently, from the hard work and crowded huts to the friendships and little moments that made it memorable. The story about the green hair from the hops made me laugh, too!<br />
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		By: Debra. E. Sewell		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Debra. E. Sewell]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[What previous memories. Hard times. People now, esp kids, don&#039;t know what is .They do not even realize about then and working to eat. . I love they had Real tea cups. not thtiw away like now . Modern world throws everything away including pets and people 

As a child i would rake blueberries in Maine, in August, and get paid same as adults as paid by the bushel basket. The rakes were a very short handled scoup rake a d sunce these were acres of wild blueberries..not the bush and fat berries.  the tiny ones are the very very yummiest. 

thank you

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What previous memories. Hard times. People now, esp kids, don&#8217;t know what is .They do not even realize about then and working to eat. . I love they had Real tea cups. not thtiw away like now . Modern world throws everything away including pets and people </p>
<p>As a child i would rake blueberries in Maine, in August, and get paid same as adults as paid by the bushel basket. The rakes were a very short handled scoup rake a d sunce these were acres of wild blueberries..not the bush and fat berries.  the tiny ones are the very very yummiest. </p>
<p>thank you</p>
<p>debra</p>
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