Home Mountain: Garrett Mountain
Yesterday I turned 50 years old and i really reminisced about my life and the places it has taken me. while in high school we visited the swiss alps, the mountains of Germany where castles nested regally, along with Ireland, Scotland and a few other famous locations with breathtaking views, but i must say that my tiny local mountain a few towns away in north jersey is my favorite. It is called Garrett mountain and it not very high at all but it seems to hold special memories there in so many ways. when i got married, the photographer brought us there for the first time and when i glance at the portrait and laugh at how young we look i cant help but notice the castle at Garrett in the background. Then one Christmas when i coudnt seem to feel festive, my friend took me to the old victoirian home on Gareet which was adorned in each room with thousands of beautful ornaments. it was breathtaking. then when i had a baby we took him there as a toddler to play on the real army tanks, and view the ny skyline. Now i go for an occasional picnic or volleyball game. And that is why i love my mountain.
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