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On the Rocks. Next stop was at the West Hill Park, a secluded spot where the West River forms a natural swimming pond called Harrington Pool. It's a perfect place for kids, with sandy beaches on two sides. But no swimming for us today, it was a bit cool, and we had more exploring to do. So after a brief stop to check out the playground, we were on Route 122 going south. Rockin' & Rollin'. On our way back home, we made another stop at the Chestnut Hill meeting house. The kids were resilient and kept hanging in. (They are great kids, unspoiled and sweet; this from an unbiased aunt.) We were able to peek in the windows and keyhole of the meeting house. The interior is very well kept and beautiful. We walked through the cemetery next door and the kids listened pretty patiently as the adults talked about the graves and inscriptions. More pictures are here. At home and hungry, we walked down the road to the Canoe Club. I'd been wanting to bring the kids to our neighborhood restaurant for quite a while. It's a low-key, kid-friendly place with pretty good food. We sat in a booth with a view of our lake from a slightly different vantage point. But the day wasn't over yet. Mendon has one of the few remaining Drive-in movie theaters in the Northeast. The kids were excited about seeing a movie there, so we headed down the road and picked out a spot. Now the question was, how do all six of us get comfortable and situated to see the movie. Being novices we were half in the van, half out, on a cool night. It worked out OK, and the highlight for me was getting a blue raspberry ice at the 50s-style concession area. (Movie seen: Like Mike.) We had been out on the lake earlier in the day (and the next morning), trying out the new Jon boat with 2 HP motor. It worked pretty well with the three kids, TIna and me aboard. We circled the lake and landed on the island to check out ruins of some old houses. Unfortunately a kid on a Jet Ski roared by us at close range, and scared Joe. There seems to be a correlation between intelligence level (low) and the people who ride those noisy things. Birthday Boy and Super
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