I remember Labor Days of the past. When I was a child, my mom and dad would put my sister and I in the car and we'd drive to visit the relatives in Connecticut. I remember happy times there, splashing in the waves at some beach, shopping for new school clothes at Arlen's Department Store, or going to Holy Land USA. Oh, and there was Quassy too, Lake Quassapaug Amusement Park. We did some other quirky things like going to the dump with my uncle Joe (who always found the best treasures) or playing Pokeno in Auntie L's kitchen. While those days ended several years ago, the memories are still very much alive in my heart.
