My mother is from Yakima, WA. Every summer growing up, my family would pile into our car and take the 12 hour drive up to visit my grandparents. I have many fond memories of lazy summer days spent in that small city. And every summer there we would walk to the local cemetery with bread in hand and feed the swans.
When my parents were in town a few weeks back, my mom and I decided to take the kids to Yakima and fed the swans. There are a lot of ducks there now and only one swan left, but it brought back some memories for me and put a big smile on my face watching Bug and Tank feed the swans.
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