Every year this date marks the start of the brief 3 months when sand, surf, and adolescent mayhem take over no matter how old you are chronologically. We are all children within. Even the most stoic and dour of us respond to the thrill of a day at the beach, if we allow it. We have been taught to keep that child restrained. But in the summer they should be allowed to run barefoot and fancy free, to coin a phrase. Each of the four seasons has its own charm, and there are those who prefer each for its unique flavor. But for me it’s always been about this brief period of the year when the temperature rises and we can run around half naked in child-like freedom. I love to feel the great sense of relief when entering a cool swimming pool, the ocean or an air conditioned room. So for now that little boy within me is going to frolic and play in the memories of summers past when the excitement of the future was in front of me with all the hope of falling in love. Now I wish for that opportunity one more time as I meander on the beach or in the “Hot Town Summer in the City”… Thank you, John Sebastian for penning one of the most endearing summer songs to ever hit the radio. Enjoy, you all. Much summer love, Mitch.