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	<title>Comments on: Farewell, Jodi</title>
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	<description>An independent, community-run farmers market atop our hill in Seattle</description>
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		<title>By: Seth Caswell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Seth Caswell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I, too, knew Jodi for only a short portion of her life.  Nearly three years ago, she summoned her former kitchen skills to help me plate a four-course lunch for 400 farmers at a Lynnwood Focus on Farming Conference.  She was the type of person who&#039;d go the extra mile for anybody everytime, and then happily ask how else she could help out.

It&#039;s kind of funny how you stop thinking such a type of person still exists in our world.  We knew she raised her girls alone and she volunteered more of her time than she was paid for.  She would search to the end of world for the perfect ingredient she could use for a dinner party (ok, maybe she&#039;d only search as far the end of the farmers market parking lot).

I won&#039;t be able to attend the benefit dinner in person on Monday, but I hope her daughters will move away from this experience knowing that the greatest influence in their lives was an inspiration to many others.  I have donated a gift certificate for dinner at soon-to-open emmer&amp;rye restaurant to the auction and I hope that whoever purchases it shares in the love of farmers, markets the hard workers and the great food that comes from this dynamic system.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I, too, knew Jodi for only a short portion of her life.  Nearly three years ago, she summoned her former kitchen skills to help me plate a four-course lunch for 400 farmers at a Lynnwood Focus on Farming Conference.  She was the type of person who&#8217;d go the extra mile for anybody everytime, and then happily ask how else she could help out.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s kind of funny how you stop thinking such a type of person still exists in our world.  We knew she raised her girls alone and she volunteered more of her time than she was paid for.  She would search to the end of world for the perfect ingredient she could use for a dinner party (ok, maybe she&#8217;d only search as far the end of the farmers market parking lot).</p>
<p>I won&#8217;t be able to attend the benefit dinner in person on Monday, but I hope her daughters will move away from this experience knowing that the greatest influence in their lives was an inspiration to many others.  I have donated a gift certificate for dinner at soon-to-open emmer&amp;rye restaurant to the auction and I hope that whoever purchases it shares in the love of farmers, markets the hard workers and the great food that comes from this dynamic system.</p>
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