{"id":3045,"date":"2011-10-09T23:08:52","date_gmt":"2011-10-09T23:08:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=3045"},"modified":"2017-08-01T22:13:29","modified_gmt":"2017-08-01T22:13:29","slug":"hinckley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2011\/10\/09\/hinckley\/","title":{"rendered":"Hinckley"},"content":{"rendered":"
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  1. A man who worked.<\/li>\n
  2. A man who taught.<\/li>\n
  3. A man who led the way.<\/li>\n
  4. A man who ran.<\/li>\n
  5. A man who fought<\/li>\n
  6. A good fight every day.<\/li>\n
  7. A man who built.<\/li>\n
  8. A man who planned.<\/li>\n
  9. A man who always pulled.<\/li>\n
  10. A man who hoped.<\/li>\n
  11. A man who knew<\/li>\n
  12. A glass was always full.<\/li>\n
  13. A man who smiled.<\/li>\n
  14. A man who laughed;<\/li>\n
  15. A twinkle in his eye.<\/li>\n
  16. A man who loved.<\/li>\n
  17. A man who saw<\/li>\n
  18. A need to always try.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    A man who worked. A man who taught. A man who led the way. A man who ran. A man who fought A good fight every day. A man who built. A man who planned. A man who always pulled. A man who hoped. A man who knew A glass was always full. A man […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3045","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s4NkW7-hinckley","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3085,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2011\/10\/09\/the-wise-man\/","url_meta":{"origin":3045,"position":0},"title":"The Wise Man","author":"Kim Siever","date":"9 October 2011","format":false,"excerpt":"I threw away my fish one day, And walked behind a man. 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