When I was younger I loved summer vacation. There was nothing better than spending long lazy days in the sun at the farm. Running barefoot all day, staying out in the fields among the sheep while I read from whatever book currently held my attention, and long baseball games with the boys made summer absolutely wonderful. When the days began to shorten it was time to go back to school shopping. With my sister being ten years older than me I didn’t always get a lot of hand-me-downs and shopping was fun. We would drive up to the Cities to spend the day shopping. Mom would pick out several items for me to try on and I would usually turn my nose up at them then Dad would take something off the rack and I would love it. He has exceptional taste in clothes. I loved getting new shoes, especially when Dad would let me get a new pair of cowboy boots. Then would come the school supplies. School supply shopping was always fun but we were not allowed to have a trapper keeper until the 5th grade which was always disappointing.
I don’t recall any first day of school pictures though I’m sure my mom probably did take them. In our neighborhood all the kids came to our house to play. We had the biggest yard so there was always a large baseball game going on at least once a week during the summer. Once school came around that meant I would get to play with other girls though. While our house seemed to be the place to be for all the neighborhood kids those kids were mostly boys so it was nice to get to school again to see the other girls in my class.
The end of summer and beginning of school also meant apple season. I loved helping to pick apples from the trees at the farm, the smell of Grandma’s house as she made and canned applesauce, the amazing taste when we would get applesauce to go with dinner. To this day I still associate Autumn with apples while most every one else it seems is going crazy for pumpkin.
As I grew older the end of summer brought on things like the last summer all-nighter. Sometimes it would be a cousin at my house, other times I would go to theirs, or I would go to a friends house. We’d load up on junk food, grab a deck of cards or some board game and stay up all night talking about random things (usually boys). Wendy and I would stay in the camper on her property and stay awake until the sun rose. That last sleepover of summer was always one of the best ones of the summer.
Do you have any end of summer memories that are special to you?