How I Survived the Fantasy of a Summer Love
They’re the treasures of summers past — picnics by the lake, family vacations, fireworks on the fourth, and cookouts on the beach. All staples of the season.
As I sift through these summer touchstones of my youth, I find most of my recollections have been tempered by time — the details faded with age. And yet there is one memory that always transcends the years with perfect clarity, still stirring emotions and warming the heart — my first summer love.