I grew up in a small lake community in Northern New Jersey in Sussex County. The lake community itself was pretty big but definitely had the small town feel there. Everyone pretty much knew each other's business...who was getting divorced, who made how much money doing what, and whatever the scandal of the week may have been. Everyone was comfy then with their kids roaming around the neighborhood. We all slept over each other's houses and the summers were one big party! One year my mother bought me a dome tent with a skylight for some reason (can't remember if it was a birthday or what) but that first day of summer my dear friend Allison and I put it up in my backyard. All summer long we slept out there. Almost every single night. We had it well stocked with blankets and pillows, a few choice stuffed animals (mind you we were in our early teens), a radio complete with our favorite music at the time and oter things I am sure I can't remember. Our other friend Kerry stayed with us some nights too. We would walk around the lake at night in our PJs and slippers (or barefeet depending) with our teddy bears in hand just talking that fun girl talk at that age about boys, school, family, and our dreams. We had a blast! At the end of the summer when the tent would come down, we would have a good hour's worth of cleaning it out to do first and then we would laugh at the dead grass underneath it while my father was horrified at his pretty lawn gone bad! Links to Other Monday Memories: |
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