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Ye Olde Mystic.

After living the island life in the Far East, we moved a little less east and stayed with Grammie and Grandpa in a town called Mystic.

There was a pool.


Mom made me wear these things called floaties. I pretended to hate them.


But those things called floaties let me swim by myself. Don’t tell mom I kind of love my floaties.

There was a beach.


Grammie gave me this red shovel and bucket.

And there was a fantastic sunset.


Dad and the Mystic sunset.

I loved spending time with Grammie and Grandpa in the lovely town of Mystic.