Blydenburgh Town Park — Memory Lane

Just wanted to go for a quick walk this afternoon, so choose the nearest park. This place seemed so big when I was a kid, but now it seems quite small. Of course I will never forget it as the place where my Dad concluded we were definitely not the “outdoors-y” type — the decisive moment was when he slipped off a log and kind of fell into a muddy stream. That was “enough” for him, and it was the last time we all went together to do any kind of “nature” activity.
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