With summer comin’ on, memories of a day gone by come flooding back. I appreciate your letting me reminisce.
The days are getting longer, nights are getting warmer and summer is fast on the approach. For some it’s winter, fall or spring that makes their heart sing. For me the sweet smell of mosquito repellent and charcoal barbeque light my fire. Summer isn’t near long enough to suit my fancy. There is absolutely nothing that I enjoy more than sitting and basking in the warm sunshine. I now do protect my skin and sun block is a must. But back in the day cocoa butter was what I chose to baste myself in. Sittin’ on a Southern California beach was my idea of heaven. As a preteen I couldn’t wait to get old enough to apply a little zinc oxide on the old scnoz and hang ten (which I never did except on my skateboard).
When evening came and the warm day was replaced with a starry, starry night, it was a shift of gear and drive-in movie that was the entertainment of choice. With speakers that attached to our hand operated car window and bon-bon’s in hand I knew even then, this was a time to be cherished and memory in the making. The only negative to this otherwise wonderful experience would have been the feeling of terror, that came when you realized you didn’t remember the way back to the car from the refreshment stand. It’s funny but whenever I come out of a grocery store now I get a serious feeling of dejavu. The difference, now I have grandchildren and it’s their primary duty to remind grandma where we parked the car.