FINDING OUR WAY

FINDING OUR WAY

“Here we are,” Larry said as he steered his Plymouth station wagon into the parking lot.

“Where in the heck is here?” Willy asked.

“Lake Merwin.  It’s part of a series of reservoirs that were built during the Depression.  This is one of my favorite places on earth.”  He pulled into a parking space, set the brake, and turned off the engine.  “Come on.  Let’s get out so that you can get a good look at this place.”

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