The park is virtually unchanged since the last time I was there, and I could still remember our favorite campsite and the patch of grass where we would play baseball with my dad. The lake is clear and looked very pristine and blue today, and the swimming area was filled with local people enjoying the last week of August.
I used to take my son Dave camping there when he was small, and I'd pack our little tent and his two-wheeler bike and throw everything into the back of my little red Datsun pickup truck. I'll have to take my granddaughter there so I can say that five generations of our family have been there.
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