Every autumn for 62 years the residents of Oakwood have assembled in the park for the afternoon - to eat, drink and enjoy good neighbors. This is not a typical modern community. We all know each other, we know all the children and the name of their dogs. It is our home.
Lore has it that before it was annexed into the city, Oakwood had it's own small water tower in the park and once a year the residents would gather to decide how much to tax themselves for maintenance of the streets and water system. After the annexation a few years passed and the Oakwooders realized they missed the sense of community and so initiated the annual picnic. I'm looking forward to it again.
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I'm having an envy attack!
Double count your blessings.
Okay, that's two.
Sounds alot like Laguna.
I've seen Laguna. Laguna is a piece of heaven. It ain't Laguna.
No Bonehead. I meant the neighbors knowing everybodies biz. You know the wifes telling stories out of school etc. You know small town crap. Besides OakWood has to be heaven sometime, like, maybe twice a year.
Yeah. Actually I wouldn't trade even up.
So Gunnar, what was the most memorable thing you ate or drank at that picnic? Go ahead and drive me crazy--I've had jury duty (and courthouse cafeteria food) all week!
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