Liz’s blog from yesterday got me thinking. I’m willing to date myself. Hot Fun in the Summertime was a Sly and the Family Stone tune, the year was 1969. To quote the teenage judges of American Bandstand, “It has a good beat, and it’s easy to dance to.” For you babies, check the song out and you’ll understand what I’m talking about.
While I was born in California, my Idaho roots run deep. My mother was born in Pocatello. Her father was born in Idaho Falls. I had relatives living in Idaho before it became a state in 1890.
Some of the most special summers of my life were spent in Pocatello. It was the perfect place and time for a teenager. My grandmother wasn’t worried I’d get kidnapped, so I had a lot of freedom. “Be home before dark.” I loved that. In California, I was on a short leash. My mother would never utter those words. Besides, it got dark between eight thirty and nine. In Idaho the sun didn’t begin to set until ten.
I looked forward to my time in Idaho. I had an assortment of cousins, one was only three months older than me. I remember baseball games, picnics at Ross Park, water fights, and my first kiss. All those events still have the power to make me smile.
The summer of 1969 was the last summer I spent in Pocatello as a carefree teen. The following year, I couldn’t go. I had a job and I was enjoying all California had to offer.
Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t all good times. In life there is always a balance, but for me, the good outnumbered the bad. Pocatello was my Summer Place (another song title).
Do you have special memories of an unforgettable summer?