Personal Narrative: The Syrup Festival

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The syrup festival. The pride and joy of Vermontville MI. A syrup making, sugar smelling, good little fair kind of event. Every year since Lauren was little, she and her family would make the short hour trip down to her grandparents house which was well equipped with good times and deep-rooted memories. Every year Lauren’s grandpa would dispense some dough into the girls syrup shopping fund with a yearly 20 dollars when they arrived for the well known syrup festival, which would be spent on good food, crafts, fair rides and long lasting memories. As the Murphy’s made their arrival, they were welcomed with the familiar smell of homemade smoked jerky made from the well earned deer that her grandpa would get during hunting season that would always

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