This was made from memories of me and my cousin (who shares my name) meeting when we were about 4 years old. His family came to visit NB, and we all met at the Wandlyn, I think. The only things I remember are being referred to by our middle names, and rolling down the hill together, because we were kids, and it was fun.
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