THE parachute
one o my memories of morgan's bridge was taking a morning hike and yelling down to camp "good morning" each morning with aunt shauna. so, my dad took my kids on this hike and i NEARLY came unglued seeing my boys next to this cliff. i was SICK!
and of course we had a horseshoe tournament.
the woman who started it ALL! look at my beautiful grandma! 92 years old and she is still a goer. she slept all by herself in the same camper her and grandpa camped in for as long as i can remember. we love her! it was fun to celebrate her this weekend.
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