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            <title>End of the website - PS 164 Alumni</title>
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            <updated>2016-12-02T19:42:53Z</updated>
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                    <title>My favorite school will alway…</title>
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                                        <updated>2016-11-17T11:57:08.351Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Jack Williams</name>
                            <uri>http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/JackWilliams</uri>
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                        &lt;p&gt;My favorite school will always be PS 164. My favorite teacher will always be Miss Sachs. Some of my best recollections of the 1970&#039;s are connected with this school. Something I will never forget was the time when I broke my collar bone. I received a large brown envelope that someone hand delivered to our door. Inside it contained all these awesome get well letters from my classmates. I still have that packet of letters. The effort you put into this site is very much appreciated. You&#039;re a…&lt;/p&gt;                    </summary>

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                            &lt;p&gt;My favorite school will always be PS 164. My favorite teacher will always be Miss Sachs. Some of my best recollections of the 1970&#039;s are connected with this school. Something I will never forget was the time when I broke my collar bone. I received a large brown envelope that someone hand delivered to our door. Inside it contained all these awesome get well letters from my classmates. I still have that packet of letters. The effort you put into this site is very much appreciated. You&#039;re a real Mensch. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;                        </content>
                    
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                    <title>I also appreciated this site,…</title>
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                                        <updated>2016-09-04T23:43:40.977Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Jo Pilat</name>
                            <uri>http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/JoPilat</uri>
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                        I also appreciated this site, and sorry to see it go. I graduated in 1980 with Mrs. Rothbyrd and Pricipal Mr. Ricca.&lt;br /&gt;
I unfortunately never got my answer to a question. In 1980 Mrs. Rothbyrd and the class planted (buried ) a Time Capsule. I wonder what happened to it. It was the best experience. No one knows where it is. Long Live the Memories. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;
Jo Pilat                    </summary>

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                            I also appreciated this site, and sorry to see it go. I graduated in 1980 with Mrs. Rothbyrd and Pricipal Mr. Ricca.&lt;br /&gt;
I unfortunately never got my answer to a question. In 1980 Mrs. Rothbyrd and the class planted (buried ) a Time Capsule. I wonder what happened to it. It was the best experience. No one knows where it is. Long Live the Memories. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;
Jo Pilat                        </content>
                    
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                            <entry>
                    <title>I&#039;ve moved a bit, as well, bu…</title>
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                                        <updated>2016-09-04T19:40:14.886Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Janet R. Perlmutter/Schwartz</name>
                            <uri>http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/JanetRPerlmutterSchwartz</uri>
                        </author>
                    
                    <summary type="html">
                        I&#039;ve moved a bit, as well, but ask me where my roots are, and the answer will always be KGH. Ask me about my dearest memories, and they are from the years at PS164. This website was a lovely tribute to a precious time in life.                    </summary>

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                            I&#039;ve moved a bit, as well, but ask me where my roots are, and the answer will always be KGH. Ask me about my dearest memories, and they are from the years at PS164. This website was a lovely tribute to a precious time in life.                        </content>
                    
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