Today is the first day of summer. Thinking about summer as I drove in to work this morning, I came up with my top ten favorite summer memories. Here goes!
10 Thursdays at the Square. Live music abounds and friends and families gather every Thursday evening during the summer on the square in Collierville. We take a picnic dinner, chairs and a blanket and enjoy the atmosphere.
09 Damming up the creek. When I was a boy one of my favorite things to do during the summer was get together with a bunch of neighborhood kids, dam up the creek, and play in it all day long.
08 Making ice cream. I love ice cream anytime, but making your own is the best. One particular memory is of a family reunion with lots of watermelon and home-made ice cream with freshly picked strawberries. It doesn't get much better than hand-cranked ice cream. I've had my share of turning the crank over the years. It makes the ice cream even better when you know how much work went into it.
07 The zoo. Almost any zoo will do, but I have four favorites: Grassmire in Nashville, the Memphis Zoo, the St. Louis Zoo, and my all-time favorite . . . the North Carolina Zoo in Ashboro. What an incredible experience. My family and I visited there about eight years ago and we still talk about it.
06 The Fourth of July. I look forward to the 4th every year. Some celebrations have been better than others over the years, but several stand out as memorable: watching the fireworks over the water from the Tampa Bay Bridge; sitting with my family watching the fireworks over the water from the harbor at Amelia Island; and my favorite memory of the 4th of July . . . going to a rodeo on Maui and later that evening celebrating the 4th at a shrine as thousands of paper boats (with a single white candle in each of them) were released into the ocean to honor the men and women who have died over the years to preserve our freedoms.
05 Canoeing. Fighting the eddies of the Buffalo River in Tennessee; plunging down a 15-foot waterfall in an aluminum canoe on the Spring River in Arkansas; and my favorite canoeing memory . . . waking up to see the early morning mist rising from the waters of the Eleven Point River in northeastern Arkansas, then heading out into the mist for a quiet, peaceful float down the river.
04 The Beach. The rocky cliffs and grey sand beaches near Monterrey, California; the white sand and gentle waves of Perdido Key, Florida; strolling along the beach searching for carcharodon shark teeth on Amelia Island, Florida; flying kites with my family along the Outer Banks of North Carolina; sifting and searching for shark teeth, strolling along the main street and stopping for ice cream in Venice Beach, Florida; and my number one set of beach memories . . . the beaches of Hawaii (the colorful sands of Maui, the black sand of Hawaii, the rocky trail to Hanauma Bay, Blow Hole, watching the surfers battle huge waves on the North Shore of Oahu, and war canoeing from the shores of Waikiki).
03 Hiking. Hiking up to the Appalachian Trail by way of Alum Cave Trail and Mount Le Conte; crossing Sawteeth with dropoffs on either side of the trail; looking out over the Smokies from Charlie's Bunion; sitting with my feet dangling over the edge at Lover's Leap; climbing hand-over-hand up a rock ledge for a better view of the mountains and staring face-to-face into the eyes of a rattlesnake under one of the rock ledges; and my favorite summertime hiking memory . . . hiking through a thunderstorm on Thunderhead Mountain, north from Spence Field Shelter on the Appalachian Trail. The air was so electrified that the hair on my arms and legs were standing out. There was no place to go to escape the storm, so my crew and I kept hiking through the clouds until we were hiking above them and looking down at the storm as it made it's way through the valley. What a scary feeling . . . but what a memory!
02 Music Festivals. I love music. In my younger days, summer meant concerts and music festivals. I would go to as many as I possibly could. A couple of them stand out in my memory: the Diamond Head Crater Festivals, Oahu, Hawaii. For two years in a row I got to go to the Crater Festival . . . three days of rock and roll music featuring local bands and mainstream bands like Santana, Fleetwood Mac and Boz Scaggs. Now that I think harder about the Crater Festivals, I think they were around the first of the year (not summer), but it's summer in Hawaii all the time, so I still think they count for the summertime memory. I know my favorite summertime festival memory WAS in the summer. August to be exact. Woodstock. Santana was there. So were Mountain, Canned Heat, Richie Havens, Arlo Guthrie, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Joan Baez, Sly and the Family Stone, Joe Cocker, The Who, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Crosby Stills Nash and Young, Blood Sweat and Tears and tons of other musicians. What a time!
01 Frisbee in the Rain. After looking back over all my summertime memories, the memory that always coming back to me during the rainy days of summer is one of my daughters and me seizing the day and playing frisbee in the middle of a pouring rain. The day was hot and muggy and the clouds were really full. The rain started. It wasn't thundering or lightning at all. The rain was coming down hard but it was not a driving rain or a cold rain. It felt really good. My daughters and I were watching it rain from our porch and one of them suggested that we go out and play in it. We grabbed a frisbee and had a fantastic time, throwing to each other and enjoying the rain pouring down our faces. We were totally soaked from head to foot . . . not a dry spot anywhere, but that's one that we still talk about today.
Tell me your best summertime memories.
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Song 092:
Born To Be WildArtist: Steppenwolf
Album: Steppenwolf
Year: 1968
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Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
In whatever comes our way
Yeah, darling
Gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once and
Explode into space
I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racing in the wind
And the feeling that I'm under
Yeah, darling
Gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once and
Explode into space
Like a true nature child
We were born
Born to be wild
We have climbed so high
Never want to die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild