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HC weekends often end something like this. (Taken across the street.)
This takes me back. There was is big meadow on the drive where i grew up that was often chosen by hot air balloon pilots as a landing site. All the kids in the neighborhood would all come running, and they would let us help them deflate the balloon and pack it up. It happened quite a few times a year, not just once, and it wasn’t until much after i’d lost interest that i realized that it wasn’t something that most kids get to experience.
Reason #872538 i get mad when ignorant assholes hate on NJ. Thanks for posting, paul!