Growing up in Placerville and living by the airport I can remember going with my dad to sit and watch the airplanes take off and land. As I got older I would frequent the airport to sit in my car, have lunch and watch the airplanes land and take off. It was a relaxing place for me to go and think. Now that we are back in Placerville and live by the airport, I take Cole and Carly there to watch the airplanes take off and land. We get to walk out, check out the airplanes and just sit and enjoy each others company. We have sat and talked for hours at a time. Something about it up there, that just relaxes the kiddos. I can see their wheels turning in their heads with imagination as they watch the planes. Its funny how simple (and free) a special place like the airport can hold so many great memories from past, to present, to future!
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