A time of imagination. A time where a stick sword morphed into a fishing pole on command. String, hook and a piece of corn is all it took to entertain us at the sand surrounded fishing hole. Where the three ounce perch bass would jump in a second when hook touched water. You put down the video games and your minds started in first gear and amazingly went straight into sixth. That was little me for a bit when your imaginations took over. I was sure glad to be there when it happened.
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