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	<title>Comments on: S.S. Grand View Ship Hotel, Bedford County, Pennsylvania, 1957</title>
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	<description>God Bless Americana! -- Books, Slide Shows, &#38; Field Trip Tours</description>
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		<title>By: Jackie Chan</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-211659</link>
		<dc:creator>Jackie Chan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2011 17:26:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I wenthere when i was young boy. I like hotel veewwwwyyy much. I sooo sad when i heard about it burn. I cried like little baby.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wenthere when i was young boy. I like hotel veewwwwyyy much. I sooo sad when i heard about it burn. I cried like little baby.</p>
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		<title>By: Janice Mahon</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-155608</link>
		<dc:creator>Janice Mahon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 15:29:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am now 65 years young.  My mother&#039;s parents lived in Hooversville, PA, and every summer we would motor down from New York to Hooversville, over the mountains and we would stop at the Grand Ship Hotel.

My Dad would put me in his arms to see the scenery.  The inside was so beautiful, as I remember it.  A big long bar, many tables.  

When I heard the Hotel was burned, I just got so upset, I cried.  Why did you do this?  Why?  Just for money?

So, I have my memories of this beautiful place.  I wish it was still there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am now 65 years young.  My mother&#8217;s parents lived in Hooversville, PA, and every summer we would motor down from New York to Hooversville, over the mountains and we would stop at the Grand Ship Hotel.</p>
<p>My Dad would put me in his arms to see the scenery.  The inside was so beautiful, as I remember it.  A big long bar, many tables.  </p>
<p>When I heard the Hotel was burned, I just got so upset, I cried.  Why did you do this?  Why?  Just for money?</p>
<p>So, I have my memories of this beautiful place.  I wish it was still there.</p>
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		<title>By: Pat</title>
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		<dc:creator>Pat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 02:50:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We live nearby and the loss of this wonderful piece of history saddened our family.
That same night La Cachet was also burned and another small antique depot. Plus a few other buildings. I assume an arsonist was to blame. It was too coincidental. I always wished I could have seen the inside, however.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We live nearby and the loss of this wonderful piece of history saddened our family.<br />
That same night La Cachet was also burned and another small antique depot. Plus a few other buildings. I assume an arsonist was to blame. It was too coincidental. I always wished I could have seen the inside, however.</p>
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		<title>By: Dawn Bonsall</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-138893</link>
		<dc:creator>Dawn Bonsall</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 16:28:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My parents are very interested in the history of this hotel and my mother would like to see pictures of the dining room.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My parents are very interested in the history of this hotel and my mother would like to see pictures of the dining room.</p>
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		<title>By: Muzz</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-82385</link>
		<dc:creator>Muzz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 19:08:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wish we&#039;d hit the Lotto/Powerball; wouldn&#039;t it be great to rebuild the Ship Hotel?!
PS - Storybook Forest is still there, part of Idlewild Park. Opens 5-28-08.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wish we&#8217;d hit the Lotto/Powerball; wouldn&#8217;t it be great to rebuild the Ship Hotel?!<br />
PS &#8211; Storybook Forest is still there, part of Idlewild Park. Opens 5-28-08.</p>
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		<title>By: Jillbeans</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jillbeans</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 21:04:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We always begged Daddy to stop here on the way to Gettysburg. He&#039;d stop but we never went inside, just enjoyed the view.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We always begged Daddy to stop here on the way to Gettysburg. He&#8217;d stop but we never went inside, just enjoyed the view.</p>
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		<title>By: Steve G.</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-47448</link>
		<dc:creator>Steve G.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 21:57:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was a small boy, my father, now deceased, would bring me to his hometown of Central City to visit his Sister, Mary, who lived on Oak Street.  During the long drive from Maryland and to keep me from asking &quot;How much longer to the ship?&quot; he would suggest that I keep a sharp eye out for dead snakes with broken backs along the roadside.  Looking for dead snakes as we ascended the mountain kept me busy enough to stop asking questions until it occurred to me to ask why their backs were broken.  &quot;Because the snakes can&#039;t bend enough to make the sharp turns in the road.&quot; he replied.  &quot;OK, makes sense to me&quot;, I thought.  So, with a keen eye and &#039;quiet&#039; enthusiasm (to my father&#039;s delight), I searched every inch of the roadside with morbid anticipation.  While I don&#039;t remember ever actually seeing any dead snakes, I don’t remember ever being disappointed, either.  (…as was always the case when my Dad was close by.)   Well, the ship and my Dad are both gone.  But to this day, I often catch myself eyeing the roadside in a tight turn.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was a small boy, my father, now deceased, would bring me to his hometown of Central City to visit his Sister, Mary, who lived on Oak Street.  During the long drive from Maryland and to keep me from asking &#8220;How much longer to the ship?&#8221; he would suggest that I keep a sharp eye out for dead snakes with broken backs along the roadside.  Looking for dead snakes as we ascended the mountain kept me busy enough to stop asking questions until it occurred to me to ask why their backs were broken.  &#8220;Because the snakes can&#8217;t bend enough to make the sharp turns in the road.&#8221; he replied.  &#8220;OK, makes sense to me&#8221;, I thought.  So, with a keen eye and &#8216;quiet&#8217; enthusiasm (to my father&#8217;s delight), I searched every inch of the roadside with morbid anticipation.  While I don&#8217;t remember ever actually seeing any dead snakes, I don’t remember ever being disappointed, either.  (…as was always the case when my Dad was close by.)   Well, the ship and my Dad are both gone.  But to this day, I often catch myself eyeing the roadside in a tight turn.</p>
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		<title>By: Matthew Reader</title>
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		<dc:creator>Matthew Reader</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 23:29:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I used to visit this place every year as a child- we used to stop and see all the states and have lunch- it was one of our favorite places, along with Storybook Forest in Idewild, which is closed, but still there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I used to visit this place every year as a child- we used to stop and see all the states and have lunch- it was one of our favorite places, along with Storybook Forest in Idewild, which is closed, but still there.</p>
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		<title>By: Richard Weiss</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-794</link>
		<dc:creator>Richard Weiss</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Jul 2006 11:14:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I came across this place back in September 2001, the day after I took soem World Trade Center photos to be exact. I took some side roads and although having seen postcards of it for years never knew it still existed. I turned around and positioned my Firebird convertible in front of it for a photo op much as I did wih the WTC the day before. I learned later that this place was destroyed in a fire at the begining of October. I was really a neat place. THis though is the first vintage color photo I have ever seen of it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I came across this place back in September 2001, the day after I took soem World Trade Center photos to be exact. I took some side roads and although having seen postcards of it for years never knew it still existed. I turned around and positioned my Firebird convertible in front of it for a photo op much as I did wih the WTC the day before. I learned later that this place was destroyed in a fire at the begining of October. I was really a neat place. THis though is the first vintage color photo I have ever seen of it.</p>
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		<title>By: Don</title>
		<link>http://www.charlesphoenix.com/2005/05/2005-05-05/comment-page-1/#comment-364</link>
		<dc:creator>Don</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 21:50:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve been there.  Nothing is left except a vacant lot and a great view.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been there.  Nothing is left except a vacant lot and a great view.</p>
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