This photo is dedicated to my son.

THE GOOD SON. Once upon a time a boy and I used to sit on this very bench and hold hands. I was crazy about the boy. Eventually the boy broke up with me and I couldn't look at the bench without feeling sad. :(

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I told my son this story about the bench and he said, "Come on MOM! We're going to make NEW memories on the bench!"

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I showed him the bench and he took my hand and helped me stand up on the bench and said "DANCE MOM!" and so together we danced on the bench and he and I just kept laughing and laughing.

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I have walked by this very bench over the years and every time I see it, I burst into a big smile and think about my wonderful son and the wonderful memory he helped me create here.