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Richmond
Worth visiting!
The last time I went to this place
... was in 1958, the year it became a state. I remember a big flag on an office building. I remember puff balls in the forest, a bear rug and a half-built cabin. I remember a trailer park, a big pit of ashes at the end of the street where I burned my ankle and using a flashlight to find the bus stop in the morning. I also remember lots of snow and mud. I had my first watermelon here at a park where you could see glaciers.