Crackling fire and a clear, dark sky spotted with thousands of stars. A gathering of cousins ranging in age from two to sixty- two, who have arrived at this place from several corners of the country, various careers and family configurations, to simply enjoy one an other’s company.
We recounted tales of summer vacations at the lake perfecting synchronized swimming routines under a cloudless, bright blue sky, while our parents fished, went frog gigging, or fascinated us with their waterskiing talent. The absolute randomness of our childhood days inspired us to ruminate on how busy our own children’s summers were, filled with swim teams, soccer games, basketball camps, and gymnastics, and how busy our summers were at work. We swore to ourselves that we wouldn’t let this happen to our grandchildren. Our parents worked as well but devoted two weeks every summer to simply playing at the lake. Everyone worked hard whether they were farmers or industrial giants or educators. Teenage summers were spent working at the Dairy Queen or detasseling corn for DeKalb. Before you could get a work permit you mowed lawns or babysat . Then you played. -Deb Covey, head buyer of Joseph-Beth Booksellers
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