How to ruin a perfectly good summer
Nothing in my youth could ruin a perfect summer day like the words “back to school”. It wasn’t just because late nights with television, comic books, and backyard campouts followed by long lazy mornings of sleeping in, with sunny afternoons spent on the lake sandwiched in between the two, were coming to an end. It was the fact that the words “back to school” were always followed by “shopping”.
3:15PM ( 6 years ago )