3 responses to “Becoming A Nomadic Family”

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    My curfew was lightning bugs, Mom didn’t call my cell, she yelled my name! I played outside with friends, not online! If I didn’t eat what my Mom cooked, I didn’t eat! Sanitizer didn’t exists, but you could get your mouth washed out with soap!! I rode a bike with out a helmet, getting dirty was ok & neighbors cared as much as your parents!!!! Re-Post if you ate dirt, drank from a garden hose & survived!!!

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    Best of luck, Dengler family! I went on a similar (but much shortened) road trip by myself a few summers ago. It changed my life and I will always be grateful for every night spent in my little tent.

    If you are interested and can get my email from the magazine, let me know when you are headed to Vermont. We’re expecting a little one at the end of the summer and our apartment is rather small so I can’t guarantee a place to stay with me. However, I would love to try to help you out however I can when you’re here.

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      We sent Jenny your email address, so maybe she’ll be in touch. Thanks!

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