Summertime
Summertime Sights:
- the lights of the Little League ballpark against the fading twilight of summer evenings
- a long line of people waiting at the window of Dairy Queen
- boys and girls lined up to march in behind the flags at Vacation Bible School
- lots of signs - Welcome to Kentucky or North Carolina or Colorado or New Mexico or wherever, "Smile!"
- our special friend, Gail Gray, hitting a home run and rounding the bases on every single evening of Little League baseball
- cold watermelon
- buttery corn on the cob
- homemade ice cream
- a bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich
- burgers and dogs grilled over charcoal
- fireworks booming away with "Oohs" and "Ahhs" in the background
- lawnmowers humming around the neighborhood on evening walks
- the spring of the diving board and the big splash of a can opener or a cannonball
- the crack of a bat hitting a baseball, Little League or major league
- the cool sound of a bicycle with playing cards pinned against the spokes
- fresh cut grass
- breaking in a new baseball glove
- fish around the boat dock on the lake
- smoky charcoal, cooking supper in the backyard
- the cheap bubble gum that came with the baseball cards
- hot vinyl seats in our station wagon
- hurried steps across the hot concrete from the pool to my towel
- picking up and putting up bails of hay on hot afternoons
- two a day football practices under a blazing August sun
- funeral home fans, the only A/C in a country church
- The day I learned to ride a bike on the Kroger parking lot.
- The night our Little League umpire, Shorty Aker, told me I could be a big leaguer some day. (I didn't know at the time that he said that to all the boys.)
- Making it across the pool without touching the bottom, finally qualifying for the deep end and the diving board.
- family reunions, long Saturday afternoons at the park, Grandpa smoking his pipe and telling great stories, Grandma just shaking her head.
- Seeing the Rocky Mountains for the first time with my family and throwing snowballs at my brothers in July.
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