The county park we like to camp at has this super fun playground with an old slide exactly like my elementary school had. Just looking at the slide tugs at my heart strings and brings back so many memories of many recesses of yesteryear. I remember feeling the fear of being so incredibly high up and of course I remember many tongues frozen to the pole in the cold winter months and teachers coming out with warm cups of water to rescue. C loves the slide just as much as I did. So refreshing in a world of plastic playgrounds these days.
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