Summer's end: the annual Labor Day picnic. Burgers, Italian sausage and dogs on the grill, chicken and baked bean from the oven, corn on the cob and desserts on the table. It is the annual family picnic next door and now I know Aunt Irene, Grammy Cindy, and Noo Noo. It is a picnic where the boys play ball and the girls create shows while the grandparents reminisce and everybody eats some more.
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