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  <title>The life and times of Douglas Westin</title>
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  <title>Today</title>
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  <description>[call left on voicemail]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank, this is Congressman Westin calling. We will be having a cookout in the backyard this afternoon. You and Jamie&apos;s friend are invited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come by at 5:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/call]</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 15:23:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Damn</title>
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  <description>[email to CoS and Office Manager]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be back when I can. I&apos;m having knee surgery tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Elizabeth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you come home and see to your siblings while I have surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 17:53:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy birthday darling</title>
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  <description>My gorgeous wife is celebrating her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Liz.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 18:52:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Phone calls</title>
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  <description>[voicemail]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie, it&apos;s Doug, they&apos;ve had complications and Ann has been moved to the ICU. They had to start the more aggressive treatments, so we&apos;re going to put Jay on formula for a while. I&apos;ll send Emily from my office to watch Jay if you&apos;d like to come up for a bit. Call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/voicemail]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[voicemail]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Bartlet, it&apos;s your son-in-law, Doug. Ann had an asthma attack and is at Georgetown. She wanted us to let you know she&apos;ll be fine. I need to go. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/voicemail]</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 02:37:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That stupid paper</title>
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  <description>How dare they report such slander about my daughter? She&apos;s happy and healthy and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie, we miss you up here. Tell the boys I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll write more later, I just need to go take care of Ann. She doesn&apos;t do well when Jamie leaves. I guess things will get easier after this semester.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2006 16:02:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Doug, Annie and Jo</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; Doug carries the bagel and juice on a tray into Ann&apos;s room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; Annie can smell the food, she turns to her other side, &quot;I&apos;m not hungry, Jam.&quot; She mumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Ann?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She turns to her back, blinking her eyes open slowly, &quot;I&apos;m gonna kill him.&quot; She sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Hi.&quot; He sits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I told you not to come back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I went for the day, it was a misunderstanding.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;You ran away.&quot; She turns to her side again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Ann, I had an emergency.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She doesn&apos;t say anything, swallowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He rubs her arm. &quot;I brought you breakfast.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She moves her arm so he won&apos;t touch her, &quot;I&apos;m not hungry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Ann.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She doesn&apos;t say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Please.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;No.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He sighs. &quot;How can I make this better?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He rubs her arm. &quot;I really did get called up there.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She swallows, letting him touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He sighs. &quot;I hate Steve.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Fire him. Hire a fucking monkey.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He smiles a little. &quot;Tempting.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She smiles ever so slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Come on and eat.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I&apos;m not hungry.&quot; She stretches a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Two bites.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She shakes her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Why?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Not hungry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He moves the food and lies next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She swallows, turning over and leaning on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He strokes her hair. &quot;I had Jamie bring you and Josiah home.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I miss Jamie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;He&apos;ll be by later.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Kay.&quot; She says softly, swallowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Why don&apos;t you eat a few bites and sit up?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Not hungry.&quot; She shakes her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He strokes her hair. &quot;I made the bagel myself.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She snorts, &quot;I&apos;m sorry I got her fired.&quot; She likes the closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I wanted to make it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Why?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Just for you. Kneaded the dough and everything.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Now you&apos;re pulling my leg.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Nope, really.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Thank you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He smiles. &quot;Any time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I&apos;m still not hungry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;You sure? I think I lost a band-aid in it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Ew.&quot; She smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Extra fiber.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She looks up at him, &quot;I&apos;m not mad at you anymore.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Good.&quot; He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Kay.&quot; She nods, &quot;Why did you have a band-aid on?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I thought it was good. Gus did it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Did what?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Gave me the band-aid.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Kay.&quot; She smiles, holding onto him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He strokes her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I love you.&quot; She whispers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I love you too.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Promise?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I do.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She swallows, &quot;And you love Jo too?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Of course.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Kay.&quot; She&apos;s soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Better?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Good.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Where is Jo?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;In his bed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I want him.&quot; She nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Eat breakfast.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I need Jo first.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;One bite.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She picks it up, taking a very small bite, &quot;Go get Jo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He kisses her head. &quot;Keep eating.&quot; He gets up to go get the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She sighs, eating half, waiting for him to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He walks back in. &quot;Hey, look who I have.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She takes the baby from him, cuddling him close, he&apos;s still half asleep, &quot;My Jojo.&quot; She kisses his face as he blinks to her, &quot;He loves us after all.&quot; She rubs his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Josiah loves everyone.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I mean you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Of course I do.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;We didn&apos;t think you did.&quot; Josiah holds onto her as he stands on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Why?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;You left us and we didn&apos;t know where you went.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I left a note.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I wasn&apos;t here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I know.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She nods a little, kissing Josiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He sighs. &quot;Keep eating.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; She lets Jo taste the cream cheese from the bagel, then eating it with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Good girl.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jo:&lt;/b&gt; Jo bounces at the new taste, wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Is that good Josiah?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; Annie grins, giving him more, getting a kiss from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He laughs. &quot;Watch for the band-aid.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Daddy thinks he&apos;s funny, Jo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I am funny.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Not at all he isn&apos;t.&quot; Annie shakes her head, kissing Jo again, &quot;No, not at all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Gus and Josiah think so.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;No they don&apos;t.&quot; she feeds Jo more cream cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Yep.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie:&lt;/b&gt; Annie grins to him, playing with her baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; He smiles.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 22:39:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Worry</title>
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  <description>My son is hurt, my wife hates me, my daughter barely talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, this is great.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 00:55:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ann Elizabeth</title>
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  <description>Please refrain from performing sex acts when your brothers are with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie, you too.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2006 19:08:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ann!</title>
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  <description>What is the meaning of &lt;a href=&quot;http://annie-bartlet.livejournal.com/20191.html#comments&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 14:47:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Phone message to editor of Lucky</title>
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  <description>Hello, This is Douglas Westin. My daughter Ann was mentioned in your magazine today. We are requesting a retraction on several counts. First, she is not married to Jamie Sanders yet. The wedding date has not been set. Second, she has never been and is currently not pregnant. It was a joke, albeit a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please cease and desist from stalking my daughter. Any further mention that she is married or pregnant until either condition is true will be met with a letter from our attorneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be reached at this number if any additional information is needed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 14:04:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reminder</title>
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  <description>[email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll pick you up at 5 for our meeting for the Foundation. Don&apos;t forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[voicemail]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann, just a reminder you need to bring info for that group you want to donate to. I&apos;ll see you at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/voicemail]</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Mar 2006 20:45:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Voicemail to Jamie Sanders</title>
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  <description>[voicemail]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Jamie, I was wondering if *shuffling of papers and throat clearing* well, Gus seems out of sorts as of late. Would you pick him up today and see what&apos;s bothering him? Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/voicemail</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 14:10:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Email to Mark Camron</title>
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  <description>[email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Camron,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is to return to Harvard today and stay there until the close of exams. She has no choice in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found her drinking in the kitchen by herself yesterday. I feel we should remove her from the detrimental influence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to contact me with any questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Westin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 14:42:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>email to Jamie</title>
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  <description>[email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Sanders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why exactly did Gus ask if he could slap his grandmother? What are you letting him listen to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Westin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 13:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My daughter found a man</title>
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  <description>Annie&apos;s been here most of the week with Jamie. Not wild that he&apos;s so much older but she&apos;s happy. He even called last night to tell me she was sleeping over there. At least he&apos;s responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took Gus and Annie to the Smithsonian. Gus came back in a different shirt. Apparently Jamie needed stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have time with just Lizzie. I can&apos;t believe we&apos;re only a month away from three.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2005 02:29:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Email to Annie</title>
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  <description>[email]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be in Boston on Thursday. I&apos;m going to come up on Wednesday night and fly back with you Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How&apos;s that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Gus and Josiah Alexander send their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2005 15:57:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bye baby girl</title>
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  <description>Annie left this morning. It was nice to have the extra days with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to mail the invitations for Lizzie. I hear Gus on the stairs.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2005 19:52:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I don&apos;t know why I try</title>
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  <description>Yesterday went so well, until Annie decided that I screwed up again. Well, maybe I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Gus liked his toy, and the baby&apos;s things are bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish she&apos;d stop moping around like I killed her dog.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 03:04:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ann Elizabeth&apos;s accident</title>
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  <description>Ann is still asleep at the hospital. I&apos;m posting from my Treo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;ll be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz, I&apos;m bringing her home as soon as she&apos;s stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else, she&apos;s not to be disturbed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 17:30:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>email to Liz</title>
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  <description>[email to Liz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you call and chat with Ann Elizabeth? I think she misunderstood my phone call last night. I meant to tell you last night but it slipped my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s back to calling me Douglas, you know how I feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be home at a decent hour tonight. Stay off your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/email]</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 01:42:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Egg Rolls and Introductions</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;ve had this journal for a few weeks. I think Elizabeth is right that I should use this. It would seem that even her father has a journal these days. I&apos;m sure we&apos;ll be treated to more boring lectures even from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend we&apos;re in DC for him. At least Gus enjoyed the Egg Roll today despite the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if we could only get him to sleep.</description>
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