I yearn for the days when summer was summer and not an excuse to start painting weather maps purples and reds in a pathetic attempt to make people think its hotter than it should be. When we rejoiced at our good fortune of having a hot summer's day, pulled out the paddling pool and sprayed water around. Back when I was a kid in the 60's and early 70's, …
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