We are in the monsoons and we must weather it out – the way of wisdom is, instead of pining for calmer days, to learn to live wisely and well in the midst of continuous strain. ~Elton Trueblood
Summers during my youth were spectacular. We had seemingly endless of time for swimming, baseball playing, bike riding, and fishing at the local pond. I remember getting up early in the morning, sneaking into the fridge and peeling off a few strips of bacon for fishing bait, then making the mile and a half bike ride (seemed a lot further when I was a kid) for a morning of catching, bluegill, perch, and bullhead.
Summers promised and delivered arm loads of fun lasting into the night and, sometimes, the wee hours of the morning when we snuck out of the house to roam our neighborhoods with our friends. The one thing…
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