Is the summertime living easy where you are?

Special summertime easiness for me was on Cape Cod, particularly at Harwich Junior Theatre, where young thespians budded. When the school year ended, we’d trek north with our beagle wedged in the in-between section of the station wagon; we spent all summer at my dad’s parents’ house. Most long summer days were at the Grange where the Junior Theatre lived: learning lines, treading boards, piecing costumes together, and coaxing the old light board to create the right effects for yet another show. My favorite was Emil & The Detectives, forty years ago.

Then, my parents rebelled against the “perfect vacation” in the same place every year, and we spent a whole summer camping out West. First stop after my mom’s parents’ in St. Louis was Estes Park, Colorado, where we overstayed our carefully planned itinerary by two weeks! Summer in Rocky Mountain National Park was completely new and utterly delightful for two kids reared on the East Coast.

Another fun camping trip took us in our pop-up trailer to Montreal for Expo 67: Man and His World — does anybody know what happened to Worlds Fairs, anyway?

Not a family vacation, but a Boy Scout Jamboree in Idaho in the hot summer of 1969, where thousands of Scouts watched men walk on the moon. After which, incidentally, my troop made a side trip to this strange and mysterious city, my first visit, but not my last….

As a grown-up, I’ve spent favorite summertimes at Kill Devil Hills, NC and at Nauset Beach, back on Cape Cod.

Share your summer memory or your special summer plan — the living’s easy now that it’s summertime. Where’s your summertime easiness? Now? Then? Soon?

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