If I could pinpoint one place that held the happiness of my childhood it would be Wildwood, NJ. My earliest memories of summer start with crossing the rickety old wooden bridge. That 30 second heart pounding, swear you were going to die, hold your breath and pray ride signified that summer had begun. I can … Continue reading Small Moment-Sweet Summertime
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