The backyard of my youth in East Aurora, NY. I have memories of hours upon hours of lawn-mowing, bonfires, the old clubhouse (since taken down), and climbing that apple tree on the left. There’s a creek at the bottom of a ravine beyond the far treeline that has entombs many G.I. Joe’s, walkie talkies and toy cars from over the years.

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