When I was a young girl, growing up in rural Iowa, summers seemed like they were at least an entire year long. I would wake up, hurriedly eat breakfast and dash out the door to spend the day with my friends.
Read MoreWhen I was a young girl, growing up in rural Iowa, summers seemed like they were at least an entire year long. I would wake up, hurriedly eat breakfast and dash out the door to spend the day with my friends.
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