favorite summer memory
What is your Erica Morawski
When I was younger, I used to spend the hottest days of the year hanging out at a local pool, other- wise known as my second home. My favorite days were the ones when I would get to the pool at the crack of dawn with just my sisters and the lifeguards. The air would be thick and heavy with dew, and the pool area would have a rare, re- laxed morning quietness that only the cicadas would break. Always on these mornings, I would take a stone and toss it into the pool to hear that plunk sound as it would hit the still water. Still to this day I wake up early on summer morn- ings, walk to a local nearby pond, and toss a stone in the water just to hear that soothing plunk that would signify the beginning of a long, hot, fun summer day.
Luciana Shortal
Lynda Adams
Dr. Diane Hayden, Publisher
When I was 11, my parents had a Spanish exchange student named Maria stay with us for the sum- mer. We became good friends and the following year I traveled to Vigo, Spain by myself to stay with her and her family at their oceanfront home and restaurant. I was only in Spain for a month, but when I returned home my mother didn’t even rec- ognize me at the airport because I had changed so much. I was very tan
with bleached blonde hair
wearing tight jeans and high heels and even spoke with a slight Span- ish accent. For years my father said I went over there as a girl and came back as a woman! It was one of the best summers I ever had!
Alexa Morawski
My favorite childhood summer memory is spending a week every July in Ocean Grove, NJ with my family who also let me bring my best friend Amy! I still remember the first whiff of the salt air as we turned the corner onto Ocean Av- enue and drove to our hotel, The Spray View Inn. Every morning I’d find my grandmother sitting in the white rocking chairs on the beau- tiful wrap around porch watching the sun come up and the seagulls feeding before we all walked over to the pancake house for break- fast. Amy and I would jump waves and play in the ocean all day and at night we’d walk the boardwalk and ride the ferris wheel that went through the roof of a building, go through the fun house with life size animals that moved in their cage, play the wheels of chance, enjoy an Orange Julius and have our fortune told by Madam Marie!
I would say: Spending a few weeks at Grandma’s house each summer where we’d go to the town pool every day and “black & white” cookies were often on the menu for breakfast!
My favorite summer memory is from when I was about 7 years old, and involves my dad driving my sisters and me home after a long, hot, sunburn-filled day at the pool. Dripping wet, still in our bathing suits with towels wrapped around us, we jumped in the car and head- ed home for family dinner. It was the perfect hot and humid summer night weather that my family loves; so on the way home, we rolled down all the windows, including the sunroof, and let our sopping wet hair air-dry in the breeze. Spot- ting a family of deer through the evening light, my dad slowed down the car to let us get a better look. I don’t remember how many deer there were, or what they looked like, but I remember the smell of the grass, the feel of my damp hair slowly drying in the sticky air, and being with my family.
Chris Urso
My parents would rent a house at the Connecticut shore walking distance to the water with my ex- tended family that included my 2 younger brothers, my Aunt, Uncle and 2 cousins, and my Grandmoth- er (we called her Nonnie). We had an inflatable raft and Nonnie taught us how to “fish” for crabs between the jetty rocks. It’s the place where I remember hearing all the “new” disco songs of the 70’s on the ra- dio, where I recall hearing the news about Elvis Presley’s untimely death, and where I saw the movie “Jaws” with my parents (which didn’t deter us from going in the water one bit)!
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