Labor Day Weekend in My Town

 

Labor Day is the best weekend to be from my hometown.

We know how to throw an old-fashioned town-wide celebration: complete with a street dance and lots of gambling. I grew up in this tiny town and returned here as an adult with my husband. Now we own a house here and it kind of looks like we’re “lifers”.

I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love it here. I’m not stuck here. This is where I choose to be. It’s also where I am choosing to raise my son. Continue reading “Labor Day Weekend in My Town”