Summer is half over and I haven’t accomplished much of anything except work.
Oh, to be a school kid again with endless days stretching before me filled with nothing more strenuous than dragging myself to the pool or to a neighbor’s house to kick around and do, well, nothing.
Of course, the kids today don’t even have that luxury. Some have a schedule packed with baseball and other activities. Don’t forget the library’s summer reading program. I was returning from lunch on Friday afternoon and a woman was just getting into the car next to mine. In the back seat were two young gentlemen, each engrossed in a book.