Summer vacations as a young child were filled with trips to Paw Paw’s garden, Grandma’s chicken coop, fishing at the camp pond and swimming in the pool. We swam in the creek infrequently and took a walking trip to the local river. I have fond memories of picking corn, beans and digging potatoes at Grandpa’s farm then getting to go swimming in the pool. Of course, we always had a good meal because of our gardens. That’s the part I like best these days – eatin!
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