Staying cool at Brewster River. (2016)
I will not go so far as to say it was "happier times" because there was already a lot of terrifying shit, just not so frequent with smaller blast radius than what came to pass in 19/20. But I do miss Vermont, and excursions where we could sometimes enjoy a bit of peace as a family. I grieve what could have been.
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