Day 7- Memories: What’s your earliest one?

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Spending summers in Ohio with my grandparents would probably be the earliest that come to mind. Every year until I was 14 years old Ohio was a second home for me and I loved every minute of it. Staying up late, hanging out with my uncle, riding my bike around the neighborhood and of course getting spoiled by my grandparents. Some of the best memories were made in that state and I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.

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