The Hancock-Henderson Quill, Inc.
Do you remember summer break when you were a kid? In a town too small for anyone to know, but just big enough for one gas station and a family owned grocery store, kids lived a different kind of summer. Summer wasn’t measured by screen time back then, we just wanted to be outside!
It started the day school let out. Backpacks were tossed into closets and forgotten until August. The only schedule we had to follow was the one for summer ball practice. Oh how I loved summer ball. My dad and my best friend’s dad coached our team, and we got to spend so many summer evenings and weekends on the field! That time brings back some of my favorite summer memories.
Evenings during summer break were brought by fireflies lighting up the air. Our bikes were tipped over in the front yard from riding them up and down the streets all day long with our friends. We were playing catch in the back yard as a family. Dinner consisted of something yummy off the grill or a delicious BLT with homegrown tomatoes paired with corn on the cob one of my parent’s friends dropped off for us.
Even though it was just another summer it felt infinite. The sound of a baseball hitting a glove. The sizzle of the grill on the 4th of July or the boom of the fireworks. We had the feeling that life would never change, and honestly I don’t think we wanted it to.
There were no TikToks or texts, no GPS to tell us where to go. The town itself was our whole world during the summer and we knew every inch of it. Those small town summers may not sound like much to some people, but they were everything to us.