When summer vacation started, this was the place generations of Easton Area kids went to cool off. The longstanding tradition of swinging into the Bushkill Creek from a rope tied to a huge tree ended ...
I can’t breathe. I’m exhausted. My heart is beating through my chest. I can’t believe this is happening. I’m sorta freaked out. I’m dangling in mid-air, 50 feet above the ground, swaying in the breeze ...
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