Summertime, And The Livin’ is Easy
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It’s interesting how the seasons take on different meanings and priorities throughout the various stages of one’s life. It doesn’t seem that long ago that I looked forward to the final school bell ringing, signaling the end of the year and the beginning of summer vacation. In my younger years, that meant evenings playing hide and seek with my younger brothers and most of the kids in our neighborhood. My parents loved to camp, and in the summer we would frequently pack up the tents, boxes of food, and a dog or two, and head for a campground.