<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991</id><updated>2009-12-02T12:44:31.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breagy Bunch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Kristina Breagy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00400704476041570430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-5451762246190190079</id><published>2009-11-24T12:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:30:36.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News!</title><content type='html'>We have great news!  Kristina is pregnant!  We are all so excited.  It is truly a blessing from the Lord!  We are all hoping for twins.  The girls would like two girls and the boys would like a boy and a girl.  We are so excited about our new addition!  We will post as soon as she has the baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;The Breagy Bunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-5451762246190190079?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5451762246190190079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=5451762246190190079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/5451762246190190079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/5451762246190190079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-news.html' title='Great News!'/><author><name>Kristina Breagy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00400704476041570430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06683200392533983273'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-907308324760860296</id><published>2009-11-24T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:28:07.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;About 2 months ago, we brought home new puppies! They are really cute! One of them is a yellow lab mix. The other is pure black. We named the yellow lab "Courage". The black one is named "Clementine". They are growing so fast!  It is nice to be able to have dogs after we weren't allowed to have any dogs on seminary housing!  The children like to take them on walks up to the mailbox.  They love it!  Here are some pictures of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvz7fxhsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/kXQolK_SSD8/s1600-h/DSC_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvz7fxhsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/kXQolK_SSD8/s320/DSC_0643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397053772640913090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puppy Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvzgZkjrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lbNo6N85zp4/s1600-h/DSC_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvzgZkjrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lbNo6N85zp4/s320/DSC_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397053765367140018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephen and Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvzLRsmFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rfltgd-9GN8/s1600-h/DSC_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvzLRsmFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rfltgd-9GN8/s320/DSC_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397053759696967762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shea and Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvy6wAQNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vK_oYEljhkE/s1600-h/DSC_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvy6wAQNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vK_oYEljhkE/s320/DSC_0615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397053755260682450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clementine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvyoSDCdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/HVyha798U9o/s1600-h/DSC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvyoSDCdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/HVyha798U9o/s320/DSC_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397053750303197650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-907308324760860296?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/907308324760860296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=907308324760860296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/907308324760860296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/907308324760860296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-we-brought-home-new-puppies-they.html' title='Puppies!'/><author><name>Kristina Breagy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00400704476041570430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06683200392533983273'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SuYvz7fxhsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/kXQolK_SSD8/s72-c/DSC_0643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-5824861673927791638</id><published>2009-07-01T21:16:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:31:07.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reformation 500 - BOSTON day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwLl79IINI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YYA-XHmCRPM/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwLl79IINI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YYA-XHmCRPM/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353666803413819602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was cold for the North Carolina crew, we are used to 90 degree days.  Shea and Claire huddled with the Muse ladies to keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwLVD_VhMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2U8kH68Z6K0/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwLVD_VhMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2U8kH68Z6K0/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353666513512793282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shea and Claire were up front to listen to Mr. Dan Ford give his talk on the Old South Meeting Hall.  We learned so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwK_xI4gpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iubrlW1pyDE/s1600-h/DSC_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwK_xI4gpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iubrlW1pyDE/s320/DSC_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353666147675308690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; day gazing out the window, as only a Claire Bear can.  Hair waving in the breeze and joy radiating from her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;countenance&lt;/span&gt;.  She is joyous to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-5824861673927791638?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5824861673927791638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=5824861673927791638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/5824861673927791638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/5824861673927791638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/07/reformation-500-boston-day-2.html' title='Reformation 500 - BOSTON day 2'/><author><name>Kristina Breagy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00400704476041570430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06683200392533983273'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SkwLl79IINI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YYA-XHmCRPM/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-9198279029943312628</id><published>2009-07-01T08:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:33:42.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Revere Bell</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, our family went to First Presbyterian Church, a church that George Whitefield preached right outside of Boston along with our Friends the Browns, the Horns, and the Damings. We learned this bell was made by Paul Revere and put in the chuch. It was very interesting. In order to get up to the bell, we had to climb tight stair cases, walk past creaky floorboards, and step over broken stairs. When we got up to the bell, it was very chilly and foggy. It was a little scary being up so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktW7rFboEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ssMKcb4hRcE/s1600-h/DSC_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktW7rFboEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ssMKcb4hRcE/s320/DSC_0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353468165237743682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice that these are the original rafters of the church built in the 1700's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktUKqnEy9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/62yvRQBRnN8/s1600-h/DSC_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktUKqnEy9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/62yvRQBRnN8/s320/DSC_0573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353465124273572818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktUKqnEy9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/62yvRQBRnN8/s1600-h/DSC_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktUKqnEy9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/62yvRQBRnN8/s1600-h/DSC_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-9198279029943312628?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9198279029943312628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=9198279029943312628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/9198279029943312628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/9198279029943312628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/07/revere-bell.html' title='The Revere Bell'/><author><name>Kristina Breagy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00400704476041570430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06683200392533983273'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2-xVmusj-o/SktW7rFboEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ssMKcb4hRcE/s72-c/DSC_0557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-6300144571364093945</id><published>2009-05-19T23:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:04:35.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound Staff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNzGpf9hkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j6SN4XuALS4/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNzGpf9hkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j6SN4XuALS4/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337736541420488258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sound System run by a team of boys,&lt;br /&gt; ages 10, 11, and 14.&lt;br /&gt;What can go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-6300144571364093945?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6300144571364093945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=6300144571364093945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/6300144571364093945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/6300144571364093945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/05/sound-staff.html' title='The Sound Staff'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNzGpf9hkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j6SN4XuALS4/s72-c/DSC_0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-3587397848258385038</id><published>2009-05-19T22:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:00:13.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Swinging Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNu4wLeHBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jFbIMyIzM80/s1600-h/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNu4wLeHBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jFbIMyIzM80/s400/DSC_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731904648911890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNuEtT-yDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rHnFmFDhbYc/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNuEtT-yDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rHnFmFDhbYc/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731010526103602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNtbnMFDgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/2Q84h0w9elk/s1600-h/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNtbnMFDgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/2Q84h0w9elk/s400/DSC_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337730304507710978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-3587397848258385038?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3587397848258385038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=3587397848258385038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3587397848258385038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3587397848258385038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/05/swinging-boy.html' title='A Swinging Boy'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNu4wLeHBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jFbIMyIzM80/s72-c/DSC_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-3397230349557380381</id><published>2009-05-19T22:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:58:24.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of a Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNpdmfwjnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BTtxBX13HrU/s1600-h/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNpdmfwjnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BTtxBX13HrU/s400/DSC_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725940635045490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A swing at the Smith Family Farm brought incredible happiness this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Shea used her strong arms to push Samuel and Claire.  They loved the Underdog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-3397230349557380381?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3397230349557380381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=3397230349557380381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3397230349557380381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3397230349557380381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/05/joy-of-swing.html' title='The Joy of a Swing'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNpdmfwjnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BTtxBX13HrU/s72-c/DSC_0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-1591121978537079491</id><published>2009-05-19T22:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:54:57.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNv6WLaxfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gJuEdTcYA8Q/s1600-h/DSC_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNv6WLaxfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gJuEdTcYA8Q/s320/DSC_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337733031540737522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Samuel was so very helpful to his mother this weekend.  He knew it was hot and brought her a glass of sweet tea to keep her cool.  He made sure he walked slowly and kept his eyes on the glass to keep from spilling it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-1591121978537079491?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1591121978537079491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=1591121978537079491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/1591121978537079491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/1591121978537079491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-boy.html' title='A Sweet Boy'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/ShNv6WLaxfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gJuEdTcYA8Q/s72-c/DSC_0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-1418030864523644520</id><published>2009-04-10T13:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:22:56.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope Baptist Church Deacons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/Sd-ALpfkeMI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JjSUg_58X44/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/Sd-ALpfkeMI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JjSUg_58X44/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323114222180399298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This past Sunday our church raised up four deacons.  We are so excited they are going to be working side by side with our elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-1418030864523644520?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1418030864523644520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=1418030864523644520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/1418030864523644520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/1418030864523644520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/04/hope-baptist-church-deacons.html' title='Hope Baptist Church Deacons'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/Sd-ALpfkeMI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JjSUg_58X44/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-6880992955664772036</id><published>2009-03-31T22:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:20:43.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLPSPrNtNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/aDq8AQmUKvc/s1600-h/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLPSPrNtNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/aDq8AQmUKvc/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542022230357202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody got a new green bike for their birthday!  This was one of Samuel's favourite birthday presents.  He is now ready to keep up with all of his brothers and sisters.  Watch out though, this child has no fear of danger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-6880992955664772036?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6880992955664772036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=6880992955664772036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/6880992955664772036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/6880992955664772036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-bike.html' title='New Bike'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLPSPrNtNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/aDq8AQmUKvc/s72-c/DSC_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-1526123083484753707</id><published>2009-01-13T20:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:11:47.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted Arm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLNQ68eStI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bkg8qOt6zGc/s1600-h/IMG00043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLNQ68eStI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bkg8qOt6zGc/s320/IMG00043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319539800462478034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve, Stephen and Samuel were riding Tonka Trucks down our hill right behind our house.  Stephen thought that Samuel's big black pick-up truck would be great to go down on.  Stephen tied a rope to the big pick-up truck and went down in the Tonka Truck.  Stephen was a lot heavier than Samuel so he went a lot faster.  He went past the big truck which pulled him back very fast because of how slow it was going.  He fell on the ground and Samuel rolled over his arm!  His biggest Christmas present was going to the ER to get X-rays.  Fortunately, his arm was not broken, just sprained.  Now we are a lot more careful going down our hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SW1CZduwt7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/a_R6xanfSgE/s1600-h/Stephen+with+Shea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SW1CZduwt7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/a_R6xanfSgE/s320/Stephen+with+Shea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290958142475122610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              Stephen and Shea standing in front of the Christmas tree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-1526123083484753707?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1526123083484753707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=1526123083484753707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/1526123083484753707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/1526123083484753707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/01/busted-arm.html' title='Busted Arm'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLNQ68eStI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bkg8qOt6zGc/s72-c/IMG00043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-3720644925926690913</id><published>2009-03-31T21:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:07:58.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Samuel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLLYNn8x9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/WQqjtifPkL0/s1600-h/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLLYNn8x9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/WQqjtifPkL0/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319537726712498130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Samuel turned 3 on March 20th.  His good friend, Isaac Daming, turned 2 the same day.  Our families decided to celebrate together.  We invited Gran Mary and Gan Brown.  It was wonderful to celebrate together with hamburgers, cake and ice cream, and charades.  Grace asked Mrs Lundquist to help design the cake.  Samuel requested "Henry," a Thomas the tank engine friend, because his name is Samuel Henry Breagy.  As we were singing "Happy Birthday" the boys became excited and blew out the candles before we finished singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-3720644925926690913?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3720644925926690913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=3720644925926690913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3720644925926690913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3720644925926690913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-samuel.html' title='Happy Birthday Samuel!'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SdLLYNn8x9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/WQqjtifPkL0/s72-c/DSC_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-8142523936849123210</id><published>2009-01-12T14:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:23:44.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Van</title><content type='html'>Every year, a couple days after Christmas, we go to see our friends in Indiana. On Wednesday, December 31st, Daddy was driving in the 15-passenger van to go to a meeting with Mr. Williams and Mr. Mozingo (2 of the elders of the church there).  The van was low on fuel so He pulled into the gas station to feul up. He pulled out and was just going to get on the highway when the car stopped running. He tried to start it up but it would not start.  Suddenly, he saw a flame under the hood. He went into the gas station to see if anyone had a fire extinguisher. He walked in and heard someone say "Hey, Someone's car is one fire!".  Dad turned and saw the car was on fire! He called Mr. Daming and told him to come and to bring a fire extinguisher. They got there but it was to much for only on fire extinguisher so they called 911.  When they got there, it was too late, the van was swallowed up with flames. We do not have a van any more. Please pray for us as we look for a new car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SXD6CVRTH_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/hOaLAkW0Tpg/s1600-h/Cori+pictures+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SXD6CVRTH_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/hOaLAkW0Tpg/s320/Cori+pictures+079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292004480136716274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SXD6B3_It9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/KQv6y2KmPRg/s1600-h/Cori+pictures+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SXD6B3_It9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/KQv6y2KmPRg/s320/Cori+pictures+088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292004472275908562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-8142523936849123210?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8142523936849123210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=8142523936849123210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8142523936849123210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8142523936849123210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/01/van.html' title='Van'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SXD6CVRTH_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/hOaLAkW0Tpg/s72-c/Cori+pictures+079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-2824734440290354276</id><published>2009-01-13T20:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:00:15.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Day, 2008, everyone tried to wake up as early as they could.  The Children were the first ones of course!  We got downstairs and everyone opened their stockings!  The Children were laughing and Shouting out what they got.  Then we opened one present and then we had cinnamin rolls.  Then we opened the rest of the presents.  After that, Steve, Grace, and Stephen went to the ER to get X-rays on his arm.  When they got home, everyone went to the Brown's house to drop off some gifts for them.  Then we had a Christmas dinner with turkey and mashed potatoes.  It was really fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-2824734440290354276?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2824734440290354276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=2824734440290354276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/2824734440290354276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/2824734440290354276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-3916238815248950058</id><published>2008-11-10T09:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:28:39.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Philip, Lover of Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SRhE6iM5ppI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZikKRzv9XZQ/s1600-h/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SRhE6iM5ppI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZikKRzv9XZQ/s320/DSC_0519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267035536613811858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SRhE6Y3jmPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/D2dvr3ELxT0/s1600-h/DSC_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SRhE6Y3jmPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/D2dvr3ELxT0/s320/DSC_0480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267035534108367090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, November 7, we went to visit our friends, the Coles, who live in Virginia.  They have a 20 acre horse farm.  They have horses, goats, and ponies.  When we got there, the parents talked for a little while and then we went to ride the ponies and horses.  Mom took Philip and put him on the pony.  Since Philip means "lover of horses", we thought he should start liking them early!  Here are a few pictures of Philip with 2 of their horses.  We had a fantastic time and loved the ponies.  Everyone agrees!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-3916238815248950058?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3916238815248950058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=3916238815248950058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3916238815248950058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/3916238815248950058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/philip-lover-of-horses.html' title='Philip, Lover of Horses'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SRhE6iM5ppI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZikKRzv9XZQ/s72-c/DSC_0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-5606077003023049554</id><published>2008-11-03T21:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:49:53.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father-Son Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SQ-4Pz01emI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZtCsRKf9zIU/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SQ-4Pz01emI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZtCsRKf9zIU/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629071168764514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SQ-3PhHGN1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LhlhFpN_t3Y/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SQ-3PhHGN1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LhlhFpN_t3Y/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264627966633457490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October, our church had a Father-Son Retreat at the Brown's Farm.  The weather was humid and hot during the day and rainy at night.  Steve and Stephen did not sleep out the storm, they returned home to sleep in dry comfy beds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-5606077003023049554?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5606077003023049554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=5606077003023049554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/5606077003023049554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/5606077003023049554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/father-son-retreat.html' title='Father-Son Retreat'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SQ-4Pz01emI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZtCsRKf9zIU/s72-c/DSC_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-4920515131897229190</id><published>2008-10-20T13:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:12:46.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinkler Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SPzJSVh1E0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/YFEyGGnurpI/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SPzJSVh1E0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/YFEyGGnurpI/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259299781715759938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hot and humid day, while we were watching the Damings house, I turned on the sprinkler to water the grass.  Shea, Claire, and Samuel came outside and saw me turning it on.  They asked me if they could go in.  I said they had to ask mom.  They went in and a few minutes later came out shouting and squealing with delight.  "Mom said yes!" they shouted "Yipee!"  They ran through the sprinkler laughing and shouting.  Mom said "Stephen, why don't you go play with them?"  After a while I could not resist so I jumped in.  We could not stay in for long because it was freezing cold!  Samuel did not like it when we turned it up full blast.  Here is a picture of us playing in the sprinkler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-4920515131897229190?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4920515131897229190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=4920515131897229190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/4920515131897229190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/4920515131897229190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/sprinkler-fun.html' title='Sprinkler Fun'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SPzJSVh1E0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/YFEyGGnurpI/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-4730702581141304320</id><published>2008-09-18T23:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:08:11.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Philip Owen Breagy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SNMXAjhYZzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XGjXk7eHXLM/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SNMXAjhYZzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XGjXk7eHXLM/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247563289119450930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;Philip is now 9 weeks old and such a joy.  He loves the noise and chaos of the house and manages to sleep through most of it.  He still has beautiful, thoughtful blue eyes and brown hair.  Philip is a chubby baby for a Breagy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-4730702581141304320?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4730702581141304320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=4730702581141304320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/4730702581141304320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/4730702581141304320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/philip-owen-breagy.html' title='Philip Owen Breagy'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/SNMXAjhYZzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XGjXk7eHXLM/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-8760391703161265737</id><published>2007-12-13T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:11:15.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth-Thursday</title><content type='html'>Thursday was Thanksgiving!  The weather was beautiful!  It was sunny and warm.  We went up to Burial Hill and Mr. Phillips talked about it.  He also told us that the Pilgrims were going to have a parade and that we could march in it with them!  They would start on the street and then walk up to Burial Hill and then John Robinson would "preach a sermon".  My friends and I ran down there with their parents and we waited for a little while.  Finally, when heard a drum!  They were coming!  We saw them and when the last Pilgrim passed us, we hopped in line.  It was kind of a long walk.  When we got to Burial Hill, John Robinson gave his 10 minute sermon.  When we were done, we walked to the Pilgrim Museum.  I got to do a treasure hunt.  I even got to touch a piece of Plymouth Rock!  Then we had a Thanksgiving dinner.  It was a very big dinner!  When we got to the cottage, we went straight to bed.  We were so worn out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-8760391703161265737?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8760391703161265737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=8760391703161265737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8760391703161265737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8760391703161265737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/plymouth-thursday.html' title='Plymouth-Thursday'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-7006100260555458092</id><published>2008-01-27T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:05:39.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Equipment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/R5z_kuBECvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oa_yQGlU4ro/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/R5z_kuBECvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oa_yQGlU4ro/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160280279352609522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While staying in Indiana with some of our very best friends, the Damings, Stephen was called out to an excavating job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-7006100260555458092?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7006100260555458092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=7006100260555458092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/7006100260555458092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/7006100260555458092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2008/01/heavy-equipment.html' title='Heavy Equipment'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IjVqi0ZJqjk/R5z_kuBECvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oa_yQGlU4ro/s72-c/DSC_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-8508018834384451679</id><published>2007-12-12T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:09:47.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth-Wednesday</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday we walked to the Mayflower II.  It looked like what the Pilgrims would have come to New England in!  It was pretty small!  Then we hoped on the buses and went to Salem.  We got to see nathaniel Bowditch's birthplace and his glasses and a few pages from his notebook!  Then Mr. Jehle (Jaylee)told us about the Salem witch trials.  Then we walked to the very dock where Adoniram Judson boarded and walked off the ship he was on.  Then Shea and my dad went to the oldest candy shop in the world.  The rest of us just went back to the buses with mom.  Then we drove back to the cottage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-8508018834384451679?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8508018834384451679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=8508018834384451679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8508018834384451679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8508018834384451679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/plymouth-wednesday.html' title='Plymouth-Wednesday'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-8616279889437710970</id><published>2007-12-12T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:03:07.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth-Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was an exciting day.  We met at a hotel and then we walked to Plymouth Rock.  I thought that it would have been a little bit bigger but it was not.  It had 1620 engraved on it.  After that we went to the Mothers monument.  It was Mr. Phillips's favorite.  It told how mothers brought up their children in sturdy virtue.  On the front it had a mother on it.  We walked to the Bradford statue where we got some hot chocolate.  The William Bradford statue was a picture of William Bradford leaning on his sword.  Then we went to Brewster Garden.  It was beautiful!  It had flowers all around it and there was an entrance, oh it was beautiful!  Then we went to the Jenny Grist Mill.  He showed us how the mill worked.  I was afraid that the whole entire mill would blow up!  But it didn't.  Then we hoped on a bus and went to Plymouth Plantation.  It was great!  They do such a good job rein acting how the pilgrims would have acted, dressed, talked etc.  Then we had dinner with the pilgrims!  It was terrific!  Some of the food was yucky but I had some of all of it.  Then we came home on the buses and went back to the cottage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-8616279889437710970?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8616279889437710970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=8616279889437710970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8616279889437710970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/8616279889437710970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/plymouth-tuesday.html' title='Plymouth-Tuesday'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-2496244103611242485</id><published>2007-12-12T12:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:46:32.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth-Monday</title><content type='html'>On Monday, we did not have to do anything except for eating dinner with everyone.  We went to Target just to look.  Then we went to Stop n Shop and dad got some groceries.  When we got home we had lunch and then took a rest.  When we got up we had some free time and then it was time to go to the dinner.  When we got there, there were not many people there.  So we reserved some seats and mom and dad talked for a little while.  Then, the dinner started.  We had an excellent dinner.  After the dinner we were so tired that we just went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-2496244103611242485?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2496244103611242485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=2496244103611242485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/2496244103611242485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/2496244103611242485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/plymouth-monday.html' title='Plymouth-Monday'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-6601767777660825919</id><published>2007-12-10T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:22:51.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth-Sunday</title><content type='html'>The next day my dad decided not to go to the Church because everyone was tired from our trip and the girls were sleeping in.  In stead we just relaxed.  Then we went to our cottage that we were staying in and sat down and just talked.  After that, we went to go see Our Great grandmother, Nana Breagy.  When we reached the nursing home, a nurse helped us find her.  She kissed all of us and asked us how we were doing.  We told her we were doing fine.  She was in good condition and was excited that they were going to realese her to her own house in a few days.  We said good-bye and then went back to the cottage.  After that we just relaxed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-6601767777660825919?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6601767777660825919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=6601767777660825919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/6601767777660825919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/6601767777660825919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/plymouth-sunday.html' title='Plymouth-Sunday'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907991.post-7634687170701009262</id><published>2007-12-10T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:16:57.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth-Saturday</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the day we travelled.  We picked up Ms. Blair because she was coming with us to Plymouth also.  After 5 hours of traveling, we reached West Point.  We went there because that is where my Dad went to school.  We wanted to watch a little bit of an Army football game but the security guys stopped us and said that you could not go in unless you had a West Point card that showed that you served there or if you had a special reason.  Well, my Dad's card had expired and he did not have it so we could not go in.  We went to the visitors center instead. After that we hopped in the car and drove to a nearby hotel were we spend the night.  The next day, we were going to go to Dr. Paul Jehle's Church.  It was a very tiring day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31907991-7634687170701009262?l=breagybunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7634687170701009262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31907991&amp;postID=7634687170701009262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/7634687170701009262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31907991/posts/default/7634687170701009262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breagybunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/plymouth-saturday.html' title='Plymouth-Saturday'/><author><name>Stephen Breagy</name><email>buddybreagy@gmail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>