This summer would have been the 44th Freeman and Wells Family Reunion. One of these days, we're tie-dying shirts and going.
I also can't believe it's been almost 3 years since we drove down to LBI, spray painted shells neon green, yellow, and pink, mixed them with pearls, and filmed my running into the ocean in 50 degree weather, picked up 4 half liters of Wawa iced tea/lemonade, and just made it home in time for the Pioneer Players meeting in the new dorms.
Strange memories are haunting me today, and the Hudson River is oddly grey. How gloomy.
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