Bittersweet time
The end of summer was always bittersweet for me...being a cold weather hater. Even though I lived there full-time, I'd always get a pang when the air started to turn cold, and things started to close up for the season. Here's a bit of humor, though: sa meredith says the most important thing is listening to the Red Sox games on the radio. In the 60's we lived in the Shenandoah Valley in VA. This was, of course, before all the wonderful modern technology! My husband would go out and sit in the car about 9:00 at night or later. Once a lot of the "lesser" radio stations had gone off the air,he could get the Boston station that had the games, on the car radio. They wouldn't come in inside the house. He'd do this fairly regularly ( I think with the Bruins, too), and--come to find out--the neighbors began to think we had serious problems with our marriage! It never even occured to us anyone might draw that conclusion!! Made for a good laugh when the "truth came out"!!
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