My favorite part about living in Atlanta was Stone Mountain. We climbed this thing so much. Sabbath afternoon you could always catch the Youngs on the mountain. We got to the top and my mom and dad would not let us buy anything cause it was the sabbath. The last time I was on this mountain was the summer after eighth grade. It was great to go up again. I walked up around 5 and I chilled at the top until the sun set.
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That mountain sure brings back great memories.
ycy
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