Oklahoma State Parks offer free parking on Father's Day
OKLAHOMA CITY (KFOR) – The Oklahoma Tourism and Recreation Department is kicking off free parking at all Oklahoma State Parks for Father's Day.
According to Park officials, the initiative 'Great Days, Great Outdoors' campaign seeks to encourage Oklahomans to spend quality time with fathers and father figures outside in the state's natural scenic trails, fishing and lakes in celebration of Father's Day.
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For more information on parks delivering a wide range of opportunities to make memories at Oklahoma state parks click here.
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