Friends, it is definitely Summertime here in Florida and in most parts of this wonderful United States.
I know, I know…. things are a bit topsy-turvey these days, but this is still a wonderful country we live in.
Happy 4th and God Bless this United States of America, flawed though it may be.
Our country was based on great values and according to a recent commentary from our own FSU News:
“In our day and age, it is popular to believe that the United States was founded by secular, white men who were not religious. Not only is this untrue, but rather, it is a back-handed slap in the face of history. One would only need to get a glimpse into our nation’s past to realize that the US was founded on principles and beliefs that are directly from the Bible.”
In my opinion, we must get back to those values, which brings me to my topic today.
I want to talk about Summertime in the good ole U.S. of A.
I have so many childhood memories of celebrating the 4th of July and just having a grand time of celebrating Summer.
School was “out” and we, as children had 3 whole months to enjoy “our freedom” so to speak, from the regimen of school and school related activities….AND I got to visit my grandmother for a week or two.
You know, sometimes I want to be a kid again. 🙂
I want to run with grass-stained feet through the sprinkler in my grandmother’s front yard.
I want to sit with her on her front porch as she fans herself with the folded newspaper while drinking a glass of sweet tea…. and I slurp on a red cherry popsicle, letting the sticky red juice drip down my arm.
I want to snuggle close to my grandma in her very, very small living room as together we watch her television AND her favorite pianist, “The Silver Ace” play the song, “I’ll Be Seeing You in all the old familiar places” …this was his ending theme of the 15 minute show. (Years later I found out that his name was Liberace, but his sprawling signature on the small television screen looked like ‘Silver Ace” to my grandmother)
As long as I am “wanting”…..I want to be at our family reunion in Sunset Park…with my cousins, exploring the many hidden trails behind the rows and rows of lilac bushes.
(Oakdale Park was much too large and spread out, although it had it’s own merits, like the little train that one could ride for 10 cents a ticket…if one had 10 cents. The conductor/operator of the train sat on top of the engine car and he wore OshKosh striped overalls and a matching striped conductor hat. But Sunset Park had a pond. A gold fish pond with no fence or enclosure.)
I want to precariously lean/teeter over the edge of the fish pond to catch a glimpse of the gold fish as they swim under the lily pads in search of shade, while my hand lazily skims the cool water.
I want to eat homemade ice cream and chocolate cake and potato salad and fried chicken and then lay on my back on Grandma’s quilt as I stare at the cloud formations.
Perhaps that is why, to this day, I love picnics in the park so much. (perhaps you remember this post in 2019. click on the link if you would. like to see another picnic)
Summertime memories are special for me.
And even though I am far from being a kid again…I love to do some of the same things I did as a kid.
I love to run…scratch that…walk barefoot through freshly mowed grass not caring if my feet get grass stains.
And even though I can’t sit with my grandma anymore, as she went to be with the Lord many years ago…I snuggle with my grandkids watching sports on TV.
I also go on picnics.
The Captain loves my spur of the moment picnics almost as much as he loves my planned picnics.
I had set a blue and white table for the 4th of July but the Captain is flying.
So when he comes home, I will gather up the blue and white dishes, pack them in a picnic basket (I believe I have 6 picnic baskets now) and we will go to a park here in the Cape.
No, there is no train or fish pond or lilac bushes, but we will make new memories where ever we are.
I hope you have a wonderful and safe 4th of July, and that you make Summertime memories of your own.
“Finally brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.”