Summer Time Writings
By Anthony Buccino
Ah, end of school and the living is easy, especially if you're a kid in the 1950s and 1960s and there are plenty of other baby boomer kids in the neighborhood. There was always something to do and trouble to get into until the streetlights came on and it was time to go in.
Here, enjoy a glimpse
at those long-ago summers
For all the DDT sprayed on us kids on our bikes, the killer fog never
dulled our senses or killed mosquitoes. One always managed to squirm through a tiny hole in
the screen and spend the night buzzing your ear.
For all the DDT sprayed on us kids on our bikes, the killer fog never dulled our senses or killed mosquitoes. One always managed to squirm through a tiny hole in the screen and spend the night buzzing your ear.
Watering the garden was a chore best completed before sunset. After sunset, starving squadrons of Jersey mosquitoes searched ravenously for the warm-blooded.
One ingredient was water from Wildcat Lake, Camp Mohican, another was genuine bugs from under genuine Appalachian Trail rocks, and the last was lots and lots of sugar to help keep all us campers excited about being away from home for two weeks.
Four decades later, I return to the pipeline. The dragon's tail is less pronounced, and full-grown trees hide the view of homes on Sycamore.
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