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We were in line to enter an RV show in Tampa 

when I suddenly became aware

that of all those standing in line with us…

we were the youngest ones there.

But as the line slowly moved ahead 

and I watched people file in through the doors…

everyone seemed a little younger 

than they were a few minutes before.

Smiles lit up their faces…

they strutted with a new rhythm and beat

They seemed to have a little more energy…

and walked a little lighter on their feet.

And we felt too…

Flitting from camper to camper 

on our mission to research and explore

we felt less like 65 year olds…

and more like kids in a candy store.

Everywhere we turned there were campers…

campers of every variety and type

and all around us was music and singing…

why they even had Scottish bagpipes!

The three of us in our group ran from one camper to the next…

we knew pacing ourselves was the key…

even though we saw so many campers…

there were so many more to see.

We stopped for lunch to eat some corn dogs

each displaying our own corn dog eating technique

and just like when we were children…

a little mustard remained on our cheeks.

We spotted a new vintage camper 

and for a moment time seemed to move slow

as we sat inside her in silence…

imagining the places we’d go.

As I watched the three of us walking to our car…

I had to smile for I had no doubt

that no matter how much older we grow every day…

there’s a child inside us who's itching to get out…

And I thought perhaps we should let them out more often

let them loose…take them out for a spin…

and I wondered how much younger we’d all be

If we unleashed more often…our child within.