:-)
I've been going up to visit my in-laws at Lincoln Lake for, hmmmm?, 23 years I think? And even though it changes, it is always the same. The landmarks on the way there are the same. The slow pace is the same. We go to the same store, and I eat more Chicken in a Biscuits and drink more soda (Michigan speak: say "pop") than I would ever do anywhere else. Family comes and we catch up and laugh and remember grandparents and little kids grown up and new generations growing and old times and what's new. I get mosquito bites and rub my nose and eyes for allergies and go to bed smelling like smoke.
((smile.))
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