My sister and I used to collect patches when we were kids. I think my parents started the collection and we had it for years, until my mom decided to sew them all on a vest she wears to rake the leaves. I remember feeling sad that they were no longer in the cigar box where we stored them, for me to route through and remember old trips. My favorite was a Big Bird patch from Sesame Place (you feeling me, Pennsylvanians?). After all these years, I've started a patch collection of my own. I'm even going to get a cigar box to keep them in! These four represent my Summer, 2011.