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I heard this question today and it took me back to hot summer days when I was 6-7 years old in Southern California. We had no AC in the early 70's and we were always outside, waiting for the ice cream truck's music, getting closer and closer, not that it always mattered because I normally had no money. My Great Uncle from Miami came to visit us one summer when that familiar tune came rolling around the corner. He seemed very tall and thin with white hair and spoke with a heavy New Jersey accent. With several neighborhood boys around me, he offered to treat all of us to an ice cream, which made me the most popular kid on the block. He did this a couple of times before returning home. He also bought our family our first wall unit air conditioning unit before he left. It might sound crazy, but Uncle Lou (and Aunt Jean) changed our family's life that summer.
Now tell a story of your greatest summer time memory as a kid.
Now tell a story of your greatest summer time memory as a kid.