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[sabotlours]

When I was growing up one some of my fondest memories were those I experienced with my aunt. She was my dad's sister who never married. Thinking back I was amazed at how much time I spent with her. As a kid I never even thought about a person having a life of their own. I would frequently just call her up on a Thursday to ask if I could spend

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[sciucaro]

I used to go to our summer home in NJ every summer; my grandparents owned the place for over 30 years. I had a lot more fond memories there (from boat riding to Long Beach Island trips) than I do here at home.

Alas since it's been sold it's got to have been changed like crazy over there.

Cherish your memories, bro.