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		<title>Limerick Laughs</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 19:36:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Your limerick could win $100!  To find out how, read on.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Due to a clerical error, the runners-up for the Mar/Apr 2011 Limerick Laughs contest will not be posted to the website. We apologize to those of you who submitted poems and were hoping to see them in print. In the future, we plan to post the top 10 limericks for each issue. Keep those submissions coming!</em></p>
<p><em>The Saturday Evening Post</em> will award $100 to the author of the winning limerick for this picture.</p>
<p>Limericks must contain five lines. Entries will not be returned. Enter as many times as you wish.</p>
<p>The Mar/Apr 2011 Limerick Laughs winner will be announced in the Jul/Aug 2011 issue. Entries must be postmarked by April 4, 2011.</p>
<p>Send entries on a postcard to:<br />
<div class="recipe"><strong>Limerick Laughs</strong><br />
<em>The Saturday Evening Post<br />
</em>1100 Water way Blvd.<br />
Indianapolis, IN 46202</div></p>
<p>We extend our congratulations and $100 to Rosemary Eigenberger, Sheboygan Falls, Wisconsin, for the Nov/Dec 2010 winning entry.</p>
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<p><em>With amusement the kids watch this drama,<br />
As the little girl clings to her mama.<br />
But one little guy<br />
Looks ready to cry;<br />
Perhaps he&#8217;s reliving the trauma.</em> </p>
<p><h2>Honorable Mentions</h2></p>
<p><em>Played out in some classrooms each fall,<br />
It&#8217;s a scene that&#8217;s unsettling for all:<br />
When a toddler must part<br />
From the love of her heart,<br />
At her first teacher&#8217;s beck and call.</em><br />
<strong>—Howard Price, Wendell, North Carolina<br />
</strong></p>
<p><em>While her students all watched with delight,<br />
As the new girl put up a good fight,<br />
The well-seasoned teacher<br />
Knew just how to reach her,<br />
So her mom could retreat and take flight.</em><br />
<strong>—Mary Ann Pendleton, Waxhaw, North Carolina</strong></div></p>
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		<title>Spot Check</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/spot-check.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:35:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Post Scripts]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[One day while baby-sitting my then 7-year-old granddaughter, Elizabeth, my husband and I took her to the mall. As we were walking, she spotted the directory of stores with the “You are here” designation. Rather surprised, she said, “Gee, how did they know where we were going to be before we got here?” Suzan L. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One day while baby-sitting my then 7-year-old granddaughter, Elizabeth, my husband and I took her to the mall. As we were walking, she spotted the directory of stores with the “You are here” designation.</p>
<p>Rather surprised, she said, “Gee, how did they know where we were going to be before we got here?”</p>
<p><strong>Suzan L. Wiener</strong></p>
<p><strong>Spring Hill, Florida</strong></p>
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		<title>What’s His Line</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/whats-line.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:35:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My son, who works for the State Department, has never said much about his job to his 6-year-old son, Seth. This was evident one day recently when I visited and asked my grandson what his daddy did for a living. Seth thought for a moment and replied, “I think he works for the Secret Circus.” [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My son, who works for the State Department, has never said much about his job to his 6-year-old son, Seth. This was evident one day recently when I visited and asked my grandson what his daddy did for a living.</p>
<p>Seth thought for a moment and replied, “I think he works for the Secret Circus.”</p>
<p><strong>Barbara Albright<br />
Indianapolis, Indiana</strong></p>
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		<title>Circumstances</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/circumstances.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:35:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Of jobs it’s true today, There’s a disastrous dearth. Grown kids move home to stay. You’re back to giving berth. Lois Muehl Iowa City, Iowa]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Of jobs it’s true today,</p>
<p>There’s a disastrous dearth.</p>
<p>Grown kids move home to stay.</p>
<p>You’re back to giving berth.</p>
<p><strong>Lois Muehl</strong></p>
<p><strong>Iowa City, Iowa</strong></p>
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		<title>No Matter How You Slice It</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/matter-slice.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:35:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A guy orders a pizza. When it’s ready, the counterman asks, “Shall I cut it into four or eight pieces?” “Better make it four. I don’t think I can eat eight.” Harold Goldwasser Los Angeles, California]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A guy orders a pizza. When it’s ready, the counterman asks, “Shall I cut it into four or eight pieces?”</p>
<p>“Better make it four. I don’t think I can eat eight.”</p>
<p><strong>Harold Goldwasser<br />
Los Angeles, California</strong></p>
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		<title>Letter-Man</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/letterman.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:35:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My uncle loved crosswords so much that on the day he died, he asked to be buried six down and three across. Stephen Corrett Croton-on-Hudson, New York]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My uncle loved crosswords so much that on the day he died, he asked to be buried six down and three across.</p>
<p><strong>Stephen Corrett<br />
Croton-on-Hudson, New York</strong></p>
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		<title>School Daze</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/school-daze-2.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:33:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One mother to another: “I never realized the value of an education until the children went back to school.” Jan Phillips North Adams, Massachusetts]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One mother to another: “I never realized the value of an education until the children went back to school.”	</p>
<p><strong>Jan Phillips</strong></p>
<p><strong>North Adams, Massachusetts</strong> </p>
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		<title>Score Card</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/score-card.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:24:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The golf cart has one big advantage over a caddy— it can’t count. Stacey Webster Providence, Rhode Island]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The golf cart has one big advantage over a caddy— it can’t count.</p>
<p><strong>Stacey Webster</strong></p>
<p><strong>Providence, Rhode Island</strong> </p>
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		<title>Star Struck</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:24:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[King Mandias of Assyria was getting short on money because of war with the Hittites. His prized possession was the Star of the Euphrates, the most valuable diamond in the ancient world. So he went to see Croesus, the pawnbroker, to obtain a loan. Croesus said, “I’ll give you 100,000 dinars for it.” Mandias was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>King Mandias of Assyria was getting short on money because of war with the Hittites.</p>
<p>His prized possession was the Star of the Euphrates, the most valuable diamond in the ancient world. So he went to see Croesus, the pawnbroker, to obtain a loan. Croesus said, “I’ll give you 100,000 dinars for it.” </p>
<p>Mandias was shocked and said, “But I paid 1 million dinars for it. Don’t you know I am the king?” </p>
<p>Croesus replied, “When you wish to pawn a Star, makes no difference who you are.”</p>
<p><strong>Jack A. Graves</strong></p>
<p><strong>Turlock, California</strong></p>
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		<title>House Call</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/07/29/humor/post-scripts/house-call-2.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:24:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man who was a doctor of divinity resided with his son,  a doctor of medicine. One day the phone rang and the  doctor answered. “Is this Dr. Smith?” the caller inquired. “Yes,” came the reply. “Well,” asked the caller, “are you the one who practices or the one who preaches?” Herm Albright Indianapolis, Indiana]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A man who was a doctor of divinity resided with his son,  a doctor of medicine. One day the phone rang and the  doctor answered.</p>
<p>“Is this Dr. Smith?” the caller inquired.</p>
<p>“Yes,” came the reply.</p>
<p>“Well,” asked the caller, “are you the one who practices or the one who preaches?”</p>
<p><strong>Herm Albright</strong></p>
<p><strong>Indianapolis, Indiana</strong></p>
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		<title>Door Jam</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/06/02/humor/post-scripts/door-jam-humor.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 19:12:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One morning a mother was out doing errands. After two hours she went back to her car. Searching for the car keys, she discovered they were inside the locked car. She went to the nearest store to ask for a wire hanger to unlock her car—to no avail. She dropped to the ground in tears [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One morning a mother was out doing errands. After two hours she went back to her car. Searching for the car keys, she discovered they were inside the locked car. She went to the nearest store to ask for a wire hanger to unlock her car—to no avail. She dropped to the ground in tears and prayed.</p>
<p>“Please, God, I need your help. I have a son at home, clothes to wash, and lunch to make. Please send me help.”</p>
<p>Through her tears, she noticed a young man standing in front of her. He bent down, picked up the hanger, and within six seconds opened the door.</p>
<p>“Thank you very much, sir,” said the grateful mom. “Are you a Christian?”</p>
<p>“No,” he said. “I just got out of prison.”</p>
<p>Sitting in the front seat of her car, she looked up to the sky and said, “Thank you, Lord, for sending me a professional.”</p>
<p><strong>Michael Annese</strong></p>
<p><em>Apple Valley, California</em></p>
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		<title>Homesick</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/06/02/humor/post-scripts/homesick.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 19:12:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Post Readers</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Baby-sitter to parents who returned home very late: “Please, don’t apologize—if I had a kid like yours, I wouldn’t hurry home either.”]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Baby-sitter to parents who returned home very late: “Please, don’t apologize—if I had a kid like yours, I wouldn’t hurry home either.”</p>
<p><strong>Gail MacIntyre</strong></p>
<p><em>Kleinburg, Ontario, Canada</em></p>
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		<title>Deja Blue</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 19:12:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A never-ending problem Has the automakers bawling. The cars they’d just as soon forget They’re constantly recalling. Wayne Tryhuk Milwaukee, Wisconsin]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A never-ending problem<br /> Has the automakers bawling. <br />The cars they’d just as soon forget <br />They’re constantly recalling. </p>
<p><strong>Wayne Tryhuk</strong></p>
<p><em>Milwaukee, Wisconsin</em></p>
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		<title>Whistle Stop</title>
		<link>http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/06/02/humor/post-scripts/whistle-stop.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 19:12:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We were walking down Madison Avenue recently when we noticed a fellow New Yorker crossing against a red light.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We were walking down Madison Avenue recently when we noticed a fellow New Yorker crossing against a red light. A police officer standing some 20 feet from him yelled, “Hey you, come here!” The pedestrian looked the officer over coolly, then said, “You know, you don’t have to yell at me. All you have to do is blow that whistle I bought you.”</p>
<p><strong>Matty Simmons</strong></p>
<p style="font-size:.8em;">Post contributing editor Matty Simmons is the creator of <em>National Lampoon</em> magazine and producer of many books and films, including <em>Animal House</em> and the <em>Vacation</em> series. </p>
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		<title>Old Dog, New Tricks</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 19:12:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A wealthy, old gentleman decides to go on a hunting safari in Africa, taking his faithful, elderly dog named Killer along for the company.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A wealthy, old gentleman decides to go on a hunting safari in Africa, taking his faithful, elderly dog named Killer along for the company.</p>
<p>One day the old dog starts chasing rabbits and before long discovers that he’s lost. Wandering about, he notices a leopard heading rapidly in his direction with the intention of having lunch.</p>
<p>The old dog thinks, “Oh, oh! I’m in deep doo-doo now!” Noticing some bones on the ground close by, he immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard is about to leap, the old dog exclaims loudly, “Boy, that was one delicious leopard! I wonder if there are any more around here.”</p>
<p>Hearing this, the young leopard halts his attack in midstrike, a look of terror comes over him and he slinks away into the trees. “Whew!” says the leopard. “That was close! That old dog nearly had me!”</p>
<p>Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So, off he goes, but the old dog sees him heading after the leopard with great speed and figures something must be up. </p>
<p>The monkey catches up with the leopard, spills the beans, and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard.</p>
<p>The young leopard is furious at being made a fool of and says, “Here, monkey, hop on my back and see what’s going to happen to that conniving canine!”</p>
<p>Now the old dog sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back and thinks, “What am I going to do now?” But instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn’t seen them yet, and just when they get close enough to hear, the old dog says  …</p>
<p>“Where’s that monkey? I sent him off an hour ago to bring me another leopard!”</p>
<p>Moral of this story … Don’t mess with the old dogs. Age and skill will always overcome youth and treachery! BS and brilliance only come with age and experience.</p>
<p><strong>Troy Barker</strong></p>
<p><em>Indianapolis, Indiana</em></p>
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		<title>The Great Divide</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 05:00:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When the teacher asked her class about the difference between one yard and two yards, my 7-year-old granddaughter had a ready reply: “A fence!” Suzan Wiener Spring Hill, Florida]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When the teacher asked her class about the difference between one yard and two yards, my 7-year-old granddaughter had a ready reply: “A fence!”</p>
<p>Suzan Wiener</p>
<p>Spring Hill, Florida</p>
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		<title>The Long Stretch</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 05:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One afternoon while in a local store, my middle-aged wife complained to the clerk that she felt old that day because her back hurt. He tried to cheer her up, saying that she only looked 18. To my surprise, she didn’t seem pleased. On the way home, I asked her why. She said with a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One afternoon while in a local store, my middle-aged wife complained to the clerk that she felt old that day because her back hurt. He tried to cheer her up, saying that she only looked 18. To my surprise, she didn’t seem pleased. On the way home, I asked her why. She said with a grimace, “Because I must look really old if he had to lie that much!”</p>
<p>Howard Wiener</p>
<p>Spring Hill, Florida</p>
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		<title>Hook, Line, and Stinker</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 05:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hook, Line, and Stinker Wife to husband: “One of those trout you were fishing for last weekend called and left her phone number.” Karen S. Chilos]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hook, Line, and Stinker</p>
<p>Wife to husband: “One of those trout you were fishing for last weekend called and left her phone number.”	</p>
<p>Karen S. Chilos</p>
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		<title>Special Delivery</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 05:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A New Yorker I know was so sure his wife was cheating on him that he insisted they move to California. A week later, he discovered they had the same mailman. Gary DaSilva]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A New Yorker I know was so sure his wife was cheating on him that he insisted they move to California. A week later, he discovered they had the same mailman.</p>
<p>Gary DaSilva</p>
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		<title>Gone with the Jobs</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 05:00:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A sample of folks spotted in the unemployment line: • The lumberjack who got the axe • The magician whose company changed hands • The professional surfer who kept making waves • The beautician who kept getting in someone’s hair • The food taster who bit off more than she could chew • The pilot [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A sample of folks spotted in the unemployment line:</p>
<p>• The lumberjack who got the axe</p>
<p>• The magician whose company changed hands</p>
<p>• The professional surfer who kept making waves</p>
<p>• The beautician who kept getting in someone’s hair</p>
<p>• The food taster who bit off more than she could chew</p>
<p>• The pilot who flew the coop</p>
<p>• The ballerina who couldn’t toe the line</p>
<p>Jacqueline Schiff</p>
<p>Moline, Illinois</p></p>
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