<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.5 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Fri, 03 Sep 2010 07:11:14 GMT--><rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rss="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:cc="http://web.resource.org/cc/"><rss:channel rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/"><rss:title>Home</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/</rss:link><rss:description></rss:description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><dc:date>2010-09-03T07:11:14Z</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.squarespace.com/">Squarespace Site Server v5.11.5 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</admin:generatorAgent><rss:items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/23/revenge.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/16/farewell-til-next-time.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/9/sgt-horvath-and-pvt-mel.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/2/my-arrival.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/30/character-bio-mark.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/25/looking-for-my-town.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/19/capturing-the-action.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/16/firing-squad.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/12/anna-i.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/4/truce.html"/></rdf:Seq></rss:items></rss:channel><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/23/revenge.html"><rss:title>REVENGE!</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/23/revenge.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-08-23T12:05:12Z</dc:date><dc:subject>STORIES</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">After Anna and the girls rescued Hogie, they marched the surviving SS soldier out into the streets of Marwencol. They had plans for him...</span></p>
<p><br /><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/01_Picture438_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277463495" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>So the call went out to all the women of Marwencol...</em></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/465_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282492294733" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/04_Picture458_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277525222" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/459_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282492727154" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">It was like something out of 'Macbeth'.</em></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/07_Picture452_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277591121" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/08_Picture453_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277605254" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/09_Picture468_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277621603" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">Then Svetlana takes a pistol while the SS guy is still alive -&nbsp;</em></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/10_Picture472_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277635271" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">Good old-fashioned, eye-for-an-eye, tooth-for-a-tooth sort of thing.</em></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/11_Picture473_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277650876" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/12_Picture455_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277668693" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/13_Picture475_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282277681994" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/488_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282492397838" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/stories/revenge/494_small.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1282492421183" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">The women of Marwencol had gotten their revenge.</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/16/farewell-til-next-time.html"><rss:title>FAREWELL 'TIL NEXT TIME</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/16/farewell-til-next-time.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-08-16T12:13:47Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/photooftheday/Aug16_2010.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1281900715254" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>Anna and I say 'so long'&nbsp;before I have to go back to my base in my P-40 Warhawk...</em></span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/9/sgt-horvath-and-pvt-mel.html"><rss:title>SGT. HORVATH AND PVT. MEL</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/9/sgt-horvath-and-pvt-mel.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-08-09T12:00:23Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/06_canadiansFirstEpi_104_web.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1280903799862" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">In this scene, Sgt. Horvath 1 is on the defensive against an attack as Pvt. Mel carries him to safety.</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/2/my-arrival.html"><rss:title>MY ARRIVAL</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/8/2/my-arrival.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-08-02T12:15:23Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/markshots/theBeginning14_web.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1260730770629" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">When my P-40 Warhawk got hit, I crash landed in Belgium near the Mulva River. As I was walking along the river I saw three Russian women. They brought me to the town they were defending - called Marwencol...</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/30/character-bio-mark.html"><rss:title>CHARACTER BIO: MARK</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/30/character-bio-mark.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-07-30T12:02:45Z</dc:date><dc:subject>CHARACTERS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/character-info/hogieWebsite4.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1261286334618" alt="" /></span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/25/looking-for-my-town.html"><rss:title>LOOKING FOR MY TOWN</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/25/looking-for-my-town.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-07-25T20:06:25Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/markshots/IMG_2_web.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1260767524248" alt="" /></span><em style="font-size: 120%;"></em></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">The SS are stopped along the river, looking for Marwencol.</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/19/capturing-the-action.html"><rss:title>CAPTURING THE ACTION</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/19/capturing-the-action.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-07-19T12:09:15Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/belltower2.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1279491688897" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">A war correspondent shoots reel-to-reel film footage from the Marwencol bell tower of the battle in town below.</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/16/firing-squad.html"><rss:title>FIRING SQUAD</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/16/firing-squad.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-07-16T08:14:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/markshots/52_MyBrothers002_web.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1265695965130" alt="" /></span><br /><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>In this photo a Nazi spy posing as an American soldier is taken out back and shot by an Allied firing squad.</em></span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/12/anna-i.html"><rss:title>ANNA &amp; I</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/12/anna-i.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-07-12T12:00:17Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/02_annaBackToLife_036_web2.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1277683532815" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p><em style="font-size: 120%;">I prepare to place Anna on our bed, after carrying her into our new home.</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/4/truce.html"><rss:title>TRUCE</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.marwencol.com/home/2010/7/4/truce.html</rss:link><dc:creator>marwencol.com</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-07-04T12:00:34Z</dc:date><dc:subject>PHOTOGRAPHS</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://www.marwencol.com/storage/markshots/60_mwc_253_web.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1265696805778" alt="" /></span><br /><em style="font-size: 120%;">My inspiration for this photo was the 'Christmas Truce' between the British and the Germans during WWI. They shared food and drink and played soccer on the battlefield instead of killing each other.</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>