This old water fountain in the National Park brings me right back to my childhood. When I was a kid, my three sisters and I would jump out of the family station wagon and run to these fountains when we finally got to the Park-- the cold mountain water tasted so sweet to us. Our collie Treana would stand in the middle of the stream and drink for what seemed like hours, freezing her feet!
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