Friday Fun…It’s Summer!

Hi Kathy,

I look forward to getting out on the lake in the kayak!

Good morning Kathy,

Many fond memories of summer, growing up! Playing outside, climbing trees, building forts, paying in the creek building dams, playing baseball, kickball out until it was dark, capturing fireflies in a mason jar, swimming at lakes, picking things for our massive garden, helping mom can (not my favorite) but we kept busy, had fun all without any devices of any kind! Barely watched TV!

Thanks Kathy for your post. Next 5 days in Dayton are going to be hot!!!

Yes, summers are different. We didn't have the toys, so it was at the parks, playing baseball or just breathing healthy air. And we enjoyed every minute.

Kathy, I think about the beach, more sunsets and ice cream that melts too fast. Haha!

Good morning, Kathy... when I think of summer I think of going to the library to select a dozen books to check out for summer reading before leaving the city for the country.

Good morning, Kathy - summer memories consists of my parents taking us to Six Flags of Texas, going swimming in two different neighborhood pools, having freedom to play outside, and buying snow-cones or ice cream from a truck that came by every day.

Good morning Kathy. When I was young you got up in the morning, ate breakfast and were out the door to fresh air and sunshine. Unless it was your mom's turn to prepare lunch for your bunch, you stayed out until dinner. These days video games television and air-conditioning have the edge. Enjoy your day.

BBQs in our backyard with family coming over. (I have tons of cousins, uncles and aunts). Was always fun (and usually trouble).

You had me at ice cream, haha.  Since I learned that ice cream contains the good fats, I have been hooked, haha.  Not that I wasn't hooked before, but I felt guilty for indulging, but I no longer do, haha.

Hello and Happy Summer Solstice, Kathy - although I recall I may have been bored at times and saying, "there's nothing to do" why are countless memories that still exist today.  An especially vivid one comes to mind - July 20, 1969.  One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.  

Hi Kathy.
Happy Summer! I loved summer up until I was 12 years old. We were outside all day long, riding bikes, playing tetherball in our yard, or at the school yard. We also had an open lot beside our house, so we often played baseball. When the weather was good enough, we rode our bikes to the swimming pool. Oh, and we always looked forward to the sound of the ice cream truck in the neighborhood. I'd scurry for a nickel.  After our dad died and we went to live with my aunt and uncle, we had summer jobs picking berries. That wasn't so much fun, but we did earn some spending money.

Kathy, I should have stopped today, it was pretty warm, and VERY humid.

I can't believe it's summertime already! I said the same thing on March 21st about Spring. This year is flying!

Thanks so much for sharing this warm and nostalgic post, Kathy Streib. I really appreciate the way you bring summer to life with your stories and honest reflections. It’s a lovely reminder of the simple joys of those carefree days. 😊

Kathy Streib - I really like your animated AI photos. They are so cool. 

Yes, I have fond memories of summer vacations from years gone by. I think my favorite one was getting my first kiss in Thatcher Woods when I was 16 from a boy who always gave me butterflies. When I finally gave up on him, he surprised me with a kiss under a big and beautiful tree. 

Kathy that looks almost like a huge pool in your feature photo.

I know it is summer when I hike at the river, away from phones and technology for an hour or two.  Have a great weekend.

We've been having summer weather already and thankfully it's cooling down this week.  As a kid we played for hours outside in the woods, had fun at our lake home and at my Grandparents.  We also did a lot of traveling with my parents over the summer months - that was always a blast!!  Happy Summer Kathy!!

Hi Kathy:

It's hard to believe the first day of summer has come and gone already.

I remember playing outside all day, riding bikes all over the place for hours, and having home-made ice cream my Dad used to make. Several years in a row I went to a YMCA camp for a week.

Jeff