One weekend in the summer, Sharl and I took a drive up to Aurora for a trip down memory lane. He went to this beautiful historic public school when he was a kid. I had always made fun of him for living in a cow pasture small town, but this town was historic and very beautiful. It looked like something out of a movie. Across the street was a park with a stage for plays or a band. If I absolutely had to move to the suburbs, I'd like for it to be just like this. It seems to foster good wholesome-grown kids :)