You can take the girl out of the bowling alley, but you can't take the bowling alley out of the girl.
Ahh, the wisdom of Miss K. I wish those long summer days at Gram's still existed. Do you ever feel like they died too?
All those days swimming, eating frozen poptarts and hanging out in the woods or the treehouse...were killed by old age, both their's and ours I fear.
So true. Youth is waisted on the young.
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